Sunbeam Lair from what i understand

Since her first outing, Shiori had spent much of her time at the mouth of the den. She did not stray too far, though sometimes ventured out to pick a leaf from some nearby plant. Today she mouthed at a stick, bark peeling from it and clinging to her tongue so that she had to pause and scrape it off every so often. 

Soon she found herself joined by her sister and, in a show of affection, Shiori offered the other end of her stick. Hi, she said softly. The greeting had been one of the first words she learned and, thus far, was her favorite of her limited repetoir.