Lost Creek Hollow every step i take

his grumpiness wasn't a one-time thing, then. it wasn't off-putting, however, rather, it seemed a part of him and a challenge to be unraveled. she placed down the bundle, separating it into its three original bundles as best she could, before easing onto her haunches and regarding the man.  "parsley?" she echoed, glad that it had a name and therefore some sort of use, but unsure if the latter. at his compliment, grin flashed across her muzzle, and her tuft of a tail gave an involuntary wag that wasn't quite as painful as when she'd last seen him. she nodded at his last instruction, though sighed. "I know — but I don't want them to think I'm some useless charity case." not that she could imagine Treason bringing in someone useless, nor had she really met much of the pack in those two days and none that had called her such.