Ankyra Sound one gonna help me keep, another gonna help me take

"Mountains," said Sif, who had finally learned how to properly prounounce that word. She did not say that she'd growled at Wylla, for the other male seemed particularly intense about his friend. Sif liked him, so she didn't want to start a fight. She swivelled her head toward them, but they were hidden by the trees. In lieu of pointing out the vague area in which they had met, Sif opted to offer more about her state of being. "Not hurt. Skinny, a little," said the dark girl, tail whisking hopefully. Did I do good?

She realized the pair had yet to introduce themselves to each other, yet they knew the names of each other's siblings. "Naame?" she asked with another wag of her tail. "I am Sif."