Sun Mote Copse here's the situation--i kinda kicked your dog into the sun.

Woke up to play with her it is! Fin heard movement in the den, but didn't think too much of it at first. They were small sounds, which probably meant someone was just adjusting their snuggle. Soon enough though, a puppy magically appeared at her side. Her littlest one. Which made sense now that she hadn't realized she was coming. All of her daughter's movements were small.

"Well good morning, Small," she greeted with a wag of her tail, then frowned as she tried to make sense of the information she'd been given. She was definitely going to need a repeat of that one. "Sometin bits'd?" she prompted, hoping for a bit more clarification. Was she hungry?