Wheeling Gull Isle light & dark

The other appeared to be no threat. She only offered a silent nod, which earned a flick of Tzila's own dark ears. Following her blue gaze down to Sotiris, she quickly surmised that Ruò must be somewhat curious. The slightly tense look from her face faded, smoothing over. "Seems that you came upon my den by accident." She paused, considering the other mother, whose own child wasn't in sight.  "Ruò is it? I don't believe we've been formally introduced. I'm Tzila, and this..." She gestured with her muzzle to the dark child. "My son, Sotiris."