Broken Antler Fen Stuck like glue, you and me baby we're stuck like glue

Cupping her ears forward, Brandy tips her head and grins goofily-it's as if she can sense the play about to ensue- and she questions Eden without hesitation. She couldn't keep the second giggle from falling from her lips, lemon eyes shining and meeting her new friends' without hesitation: she keeps her paw firmly on the rabbit, ready to snatch it and prance off should this grey woman give chase.
                "I did indeed-what do you have in mind?"