Mount Apikuni Tastes like chicken.

Sorry for the wait and the shit post.

Grezig’s ears perked at the sound of… her name? What had someone just called her? Gresic? Hmm. Must be someone new if they didn’t know her name properly yet. She stood up and trotted over in the direction of the call, and found a grey-furred wolf—the one from earlier, who had interrupted her nap. “Ah,” she said, mostly to herself. “It is you.” She cleared her throat as the female came closer. “Did you need something?” She could no longer be annoyed at this woman for forgetting her name, because she had put such little effort into remembering hers. “What… was your name, again? I apologize, I have forgotten.”

Editing an ending to this.

It turns out, the woman really did not want to converse with her. After an awkward silence, Grezig turned and walked away.

[Exit.]