Golden Glade It's been established that time is not a rigid construct.

Lulu smirked, seeing as she'd obviously gotten a reaction out of the burly woman. With her friend babbling on the ground, she almost wanted to bite back a remark, though she chose not to. Perhaps one day she would come back with a strong retort, but for now, her smartest move was to exit. With a sigh, Lulu looked down at her friend, then pushed her head backward as the presumed Alphess barked in her face. Neither do you. With a wink and a lash of her tail, Lulu trotted away with her usual regal gait, though inside, her heart was pounding against her chest. Assuming a bark or a growl would have followed her away, she sped up her pace until she could be sure she was out of the territory.

Last from Lulu!