Morningside Cuesta if you can't be good, be gone

Sunspot was not far behind her pale, patchwork charge. She took her role - guardian, caretaker, parole officer - very seriously, but she'd let herself relax once it was clear Liri didn't want to cause trouble. And why would she? Though Sunspot could see that being served rankled the young woman, there was no denying that Morningside was treating her well. Often, the Huntress thought about trying to soothe Liri's guilt over this, but she always thought better of it before she got the chance. It was better if she felt she owed them.

Still, she had a soft smile and kind words for the woman. "Hey," she greeted, tail wagging as she came up beside Liri and settled nearby, her large form partially walling the young woman from the rest of the pack. Grayday shot her a quizical look, but she paid it no mind. "How are you feeling?"