Wild Berry Meadow Island breeze and lights down low

As the stranger laughed, Raven couldn't help giggling herself. Laughter tended to be somewhat infectious for her, but there was no mockery or derision in it. She was genuinely glad to meet a new face, no matter when or where it might be. To the she-wolf's question, she merely shrugged and said conspiratorially, "Hey, nobody heard it but me, and I ain't tellin'." Her tail waving, she approached a bush close by the one the stranger ate from and began to nibble some of the sweet berries herself. They really were very good. "Whass yur noom?" she asked through a mouthful of berry goop, blissfully ignorant of her own bad manners.