Fairspell Meadow just test driving the new soup strainer.

You did, Maegi repeated, but gave a shake of her head, dismissing the girl's worry. They're fairly weak markers, since we've just moved. Be more careful going forward, but I'm not going to chase you away with my teeth bared. She gave the young lady a genial grimace, unaware that her marred face was a prominent source of discomfort here.

The place name that the girl mentioned didn't ring a bell, and Maegi craned her head to look at the crags just beyond, brow furrowed slightly. I've never heard of that hollow, she murmured, turning back to the other wolf. Is it on the other side of the mountains?

I'm Maegi, by the way, she added, tail swishing gently behind her in greeting. You are?