Sun Mote Copse the jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Her body went still as he introduced himself as a squirrel, of all things. At least, that's what she thought he meant, although the pronunciation wasn't quite right. She thought of Avery and her stutter, not to mention her own difficulties with certain words. Sugar wouldn't judge Fig, though it still gave her pause. He was clearly a wolf, after all.

Maybe it was a game? In that case, she was happy to play along. "Okay," she answered, "I'm Sugar! The dragon!" A third rumble of thunder followed her declaration, though right then and there, she decided that dragons didn't worry about storms. As a matter of fact... "D'you hear that? Those are t'other dragons!"