Haunted Wood nobody saw it comin' but the little red devil in me

Eyes still cast downward, Ivy directed her mildly confused look toward the ground.  Brick, huh?  Well, that was a.. new one.  Okay.. Brick, she commented, the smirk on her face evident even in her tone. Besides, Birk sounded an awful lot like her grumpy grandfather's name and the young girl thought it rather strange to have two wolves with similar names in the same pack.

Clearing her throat, the green-eyed girl looked up to address her late night company properly.  I'm Ivy, she offered, voice still subdued enough to match the quietness of the late hour.  What are you doing out here? she asked with a head tilt for good measure.