Emberwood I'd dance in a storm in my best dress.

As she caught up to Bhediya she made sure to nip playfully at her friend's haunch, and whether or not the mother reacted, she moved on to brush her snout through the curled fur of her shoulder, for that moment being childish as she displayed her affection to her friend. Ibis heard the praise from Bhediya but it was like a switch had been flipped; she romped a bit, and then crunched against the leaves as she braced herself against the earth, and smiled wolfishly to the woman.

I'll go and find each of them. I'm sure if I ask just the right way, they'll all accept. Thank you for your help Bhediya—you're already being so helpful to me, and I really appreciate it! Her tail whisked behind her, bits of leaf-litter caught in the thin tangle of her fur.