Horizon Ridge Slime is not a crime

Chip continued along the border, eyes alert for anything out of place. Not that she'd know what it was supposed to look like normally. She'd been here only a day and a half, so how could she know? Still, familiarizing herself with the place gave her something to do, and she knew that was imperative if she wanted to make this her home. Up ahead, she spotted a curiously-colored wolf. For a brief moment, Chip wondered whether she should chase her away or try and get her to stay and help out with her latest crazy idea.

Maybe she'd do neither and just treat this like any ol' interaction.

Hey there, she greeted with a smile. I'm Chipmunk.