Silvertip Mountain I've been coming home all this time

She looked thoughtful, as if considering his statement that Uncle Steady's name wasn't a name, either. She hmph, as if conceding, and let it go. She wasn't about to agree with him, as she felt it would be going against her Uncle, and that wasn't something she wanted to do. 

Her head bobbed up and down in answer to his question. Yeah, but I'm always hungry anyways, she confessed. She was a growing pup and put away food like it was water. 

Her mind, never staying on one thing long, switched subjects. She narrowed her eyes at him as she studied him. Your eyes look weird, she told him, as if he didn't know.