Sun Mote Copse pitter patter, let’s get at ‘er.

Finley smirked at Clover's retort. She could've pointed out what they did have in common, such as being loud and temperamental, but also fun and full of wit and sass and fire. She cherished those things about them. She kept her mouth shut, though, because she didn't think the temperamental part would go over that great. Besides which, a distraction suddenly bustled out of the trees at them, causing Fin to turn and smile with sudden excitement.

"Speak of the devil!" Fin exclaimed just as Penn was saying "Hey mom, do you know if we have any--" He stopped short as he saw Clover, his brow quirking. "This is one of your new brothers, Pox," Fin introduced, "Pox, come say hi to your older sister, Clover." She wagged her tail as Penn glanced from her to Clover and back again. He paused before saying, "....yeah, nevermind," and promptly turning away to trot back off into the Copse, leaving the pair of them behind.

Turning back to Clover, Finley smiled. "He's a delight, you'll get along great," she said with a little laugh that stopped short as a thought occurred to her, "I mean, if you're staying. Are you?" She realized she ought to have asked that sooner and not just assumed that this wasn't a short visit. When Fiadh had come home, that had only been for a day before she'd set back out on her own. If that's what this was, Fin would be grateful for it. But still, she hoped this would be something more permanent.