Whitefish River Everyone Loves A Slinky

The little red ball of flame lured Inna's eyes from the bees she was following to the pup. She hadn't interacted much with the pups, and she didn't consider herself good with children. Then again, there was another wolf with her that Inna didn't know. This would be a good time to kill two birds with one stone. Inna walked up to the pair, and smiled at the two of them. It seemed they were only just beginning to make introductions. 
"H-hi. I haven't properly met you two and thought- well, I though maybe we could do that. Meet each other, I mean."