Bearclaw Valley when the sunlight is arising

The frustration was visible on her counterpart's face that she could not use the words in the same way that others could to express what she wished. She grabbed the pup and threw it towards the priest. She studied and then glanced at Thief, who was not known to simply hand out gifts. For me? said the priest, and she smirked. You shouldn't have.

The priest did not have any special interest in these children and had no specific use for them now, but she saw the value and potential in young blood. She moved closer to the pup as it snarled at her, its attempted ferociousness ignored, and moved to pull it closer to herself with a paw to inspect it up close.