Lost Creek Hollow Good Omens

Hopefully, Ibis would never have to find out, what that term really meant, nor would she have to listen to Sarah's story. It was something the older she-wolf was not entirely proud of, something others would find little humor in it, something she would keep as her own dark secret and not tell a living soul. Maybe to Gannet, when she felt ready to do so.

Now her attention was focused on the young girl, who had heard her rusty laughter, and was now coming her way with a cheerful look on her face. "Hello!" Sarah replied, surprised to find out that her voice had a hint of cordiality and that her tail gave a bit of a welcome-wag too. This was a new development too. You should take ice-cold baths more often. Another witty remark, which was not entirely funny, but amusing still. 

"You are Terance's daughter?" she guessed, because she had heard about her joining, had not cared to investigate up until now and wished to make an appearance that she had at least tried to keep up with the comings and goings of the pack.