Grouse Thicket They want to be loved by you

It didn't take long for the stranger to step out of the bushes, and had she been in a better position, she might have scented him- but while he'd set one foot out of place and given himself away with sound, he'd sure been mindful of the wind's direction. Hence, her jaw dropped when she saw the unmistakeable, tall and handsome form of her older brother glide into view. She froze for a moment in surprise- here she was, going looking for Ambrose- when it was Bruges who had shown up. 

He greeted her, and eventually she shook her head, and without a moment's consideration, she launched herself toward him, tail waving furiously from side to side. She knew her older brother hated to playfight, but she didn't care- she was going to force a hug out of him if it was the last thing she did. "You jerk!" She exclaimed, and reared onto her hind legs with the aim of wrapping her forelegs around his neck. "What the hell are you doing here?!"