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

Fin gave an amused smirk to her daughter as she used her full name. It was an odd habit the girl had picked up, but not one that particularly bothered her. Just so long as Sugar understood that Fin was her mommerz, it was all good in her book. With a wag of her tail, she stood to lead the way to adventure.

"Alright, I can arrange some digs," Fin said, "But first, we gotta do the travellers stretch to make our legs all loosey noodley, like this." She bowed as low as she could then to stretch her forearms out as far ahead of her as possible, then smoothly reached forward to stick out first one back leg and then the other with her neck craned skyward. Finally, with a little flourish, she gave her coat a good shake and trotted a couple of steps forward, turning her head as she went to see if her daughter had taken it all in.

"C'mon, little squirrel. Your turn!" she encouraged with a smile.