Morningside Cuesta can't touch this

mud, like socks, coated her limbs. the earth was unpredictable, she found- at times solid beneath her paws, and then a mushy mess. not that she cared- vanity was the least of her concerns. her search did not continue much longer, however, for soon the form of another came into view- pausing, waiting for it to come nearer, she noted it to be the boy, the one a little younger than her- Kieran. he paused a short distance away, greeting her, to which she replied with a nod. 

"You're Kieran, right?" she echoed, grin tugging at the corner of her maw for a moment as she beheld the boy. not waiting too long for an answer, for she already knew her question to be correct, she asked of him, "How do you like it here so far?"