Stavanger Bay Killing me softly

As she tumbled a few stems splintered between her teeth and a bitter serum dribbled down her chin. She really was a mess -viscid face, sprawled legs and all. Collecting herself gradually, Chrys first stood and then shimmied her vanilla fur. Damn useless eye, she cursed to herself before abruptly remembering the adult.

Whisking her attention towards the woman Chrys looked her over for a moment and then questioned. "Sorry about that, you alright? I just -I thought I saw something." She wasn't sure how to describe the momentary sighting so she didn't try. Instead, she craned her neck to confirm the ruin of her collection. Sniffing over the disaster, Chrys damned herself further. There was no way that she'd be able to recreate the event today. Now it would just have to wait.

Returning to her full height with a sigh, she had anticipated some sort of conversation from her elder. However, before the other could begin, Chrys was distracted by an unusual amount of motion behind her. Craning her head so that she might see better, the juvenile took a step forward and -ah there it was again. Swaying her tail automatically, she chuffed at the miniature wolf before retracting. "...Is that yours?" Obviously Bughuul hadn't bothered with an explanation of exactly what a puppy was.