Hoshor Plains do you know how long it would take me to read thirteen billion books.

Yayay!

With the rumble of the herd's movements filling her ears, Liffey did not notice she had a shadow until it called out to ensnare her attention. She turned in surprise to see the boy, recognizing him as one of the pack, but not one she'd actually been introduced to yet. The Blackthorn stopped to allow him to catch up to her, peering curiously at him. He was younger then she was for sure, but not by too much. Or at least, she didn't think he was. She supposed it didn't matter much how old he was so long as he didn't act like an annoying, bratty kid, even if he was the right age for it.

"Hey," she said to him once he was near enough, "I'm Liffey." She wagged her tail amiably, taking up a nuetral stance towards him.