Sun Mote Copse and stood awhile in thought

Chanel returned her look, face soaked, and Sugar's smile broadened. She was very pretty, even when dripping wet. "You missed a spot," the youth said lightly, picking up a paw to point at her own chin. There was still a smear of something grayish pink stuck to Chanel's jawline.

While Chanel took care of that, Sugar offered, "I can take you to meet them. Well, some of them: whoever we can find." She tilted her head. "I'll go clean up the rest of my mess, then I can take you, if you want?" She could feel a cold drop of water slithering down her cheekbone and rubbed at it idly with a crooked paw before setting it back on the ground and giving her new friend an expectant look.

You could fade here (and assume she made some acquaintances behind the scenes), if you like!