Stavanger Bay was i made from a broken mold?

her tail wagged, a little too hard, her rear wiggling along with it. "okay deal!" she said with excitement, a little too much excitement to be talking about moss. but also, to be fair, dalia really did share her mothers enthusiasm about all things natural. so she very well could've been excited about this moss. 

"how about... i give you two facts about moss," she said, eyes shining, "and then i'll tell you a secret." she picked up the moss in her jaws, ears pricked up, and began to pad towards her den, ushering saucy to follow her.