Stone Circle sticks

Leta heard, briefly, a commotion. More often than not she was with her own family than any other, and though she had seen Laurel's children in passing she had never been bold enough to greet them and interact with them beyond the bare minimum. But given all their time here she felt comfortable enough now on principle; with exposure, her fear of the unknown chipped away little by little. 

That was because she felt they were known now. To some degree anyway. Certainly not strangers. 

So she approached them now, slowly, tail waving as she looked to them. Hi, she greeted, voice neither soft nor loud. Whatcha doin'? She had arrived when Charles had given up the fight, so to speak, so only saw Riley with the stick.