Dragoncrest Cliffs flowers and frilly things

The girl twists her muzzle over her shoulder, murky orbs settling on her ginger cousin. A smile alights on her face, and her tail wags happily in greeting. "blixen!" she calls back in kind, turning on her heel to greet her cousin. She plops onto her hindquarters,  canting a silver lobe towards the girl.  "i'm looking..."  She answered, voice soft as always, carrying a childish lilt. "well, I don't know. for something new."  The day held promise, and there always seemed to be a number of things for the girl to discover as her range and mind grew.