Heron Lake Plateau I guess I keep a-gamblin'

Raleska's attitude, poor as it was, was not intended to cow the puppy before her: it was a protective measure, a barricade -- a defense mechanism learned by her short months fighting for survival. When she saw the effect her cold demeanor had on the puppy, her scowl crumbled into something much more manageable and she felt a sting of guilt to have worried him.

Cinder's show of submission was enough to melt the last fringe of iciness in her veins; Raleska gave him a healthy dose of side-eye before she suddenly dropped to the ground in a playbow and borked "I'm Raleska!"