The Sunspire Had to have high, high hopes for a living

Remi smiled warmly at her sister, feeling her own chest loosen and a sense of calmness spread from the back of her skull and down her spine, like a blanket being draped across her, as Wisp started to calm down. The pup's tail quivered with excitement and relief. She wanted to bury herself into her sister out of sheer joy, but even at this young age, she was intuitive and sensitive to those around her, and she had learned that that was not always the best way to behave around Wisp.

The silver girl sat back and tipped her head to the side as Wisp whined, her own eyes following the line of her sister's gaze to the den wall. Oh? That? She drew her paw back from Wisp's chest, and padded toward the dirt. Remi glanced back over her shoulder with each step, smiling reassuringly, as she hummed soothingly. When she reached the wall she placed her paw onto it, and wagged her tail.

See? It won't hurt you!