Dragoncrest Cliffs don't bend over in the garden, granny, you know them taters got eyes

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It surprises her when a child (if you could call it that) comes up to her. He isn’t as big as she is but she’s rather familiar with the ages of the children. She’d been around when they’d been born, though she hadn’t been around them, so it takes a moment to acknowledge he isn’t an adult.
 
Her mouth opens to answer the question when another child, smaller, approaches, and she snaps her teeth together and offers a smile.
 
Then another one.
 
And then, in the distance, she spots the straggler, but she doesn’t stick around and keeps going.
 
She’s never been around so many puppies before. She swallows the new lump in her throat.
 
“Hey guys,” she tells them with a sweep of her tail, trying to hide the sudden anxiety. Kiwi is the closest thing to dealing with puppies and it had been… interesting. A mini Blixen. It surprises her she hasn’t shown up in this new influx of children. Did they expect something from her? She shifts a little, adjusting the weight distribution to give her ankle a break. “I’m Mallaidh… I, um,” she trails off, keeping the awkward smile on her features while she gives the kids a chance to… decide it is they want to do.