Sun Mote Copse if we bump into each other

her eyes flashed as the little girl dared to tell her she was lying. so old for her age! but so haughty-- therefore so immature. corinna knocked the girl down a few pegs, making note to return to this spot, and this wolf, to see what had become of her as the area grew. if she was so possessive over it, corinna could only assume that the time to claim it would come sooner than later. "fine."

but i'll return for the treasure, corinna said with a lash of her ringed tail, mint gaze hardened on the child. if the brown girl chose not to believe her, that was fine, but corinna wasn't going to go back on her lie just because she was called out on it. that was called bad lying. corinna was skilled. you have a fine day now, sweetie, she added in a much brighter tone, expression loosening up. and then, corinna turned to pad away, tail waving, appearing unbothered.