The Heartwood As we sit alone

The young girl did not spook, not at all, but instead lit up at the very sight of her! Big smile, little fluffy rabbit tail waving and all. Vallkyrie took it upon herself to come a little closer, slow steps as to both not alarm and to not splash about move of the bggy earth.

The huntress listened on to the girl's explanation about how much she looked like her own mother, to which a smile and bit of a laugh echoed from her mug. Oh? Well what a coincidence that we ran into eachother hu? She spoke, her own tail waving low behind her and her stand all and all laxed, head lowered to the youth's level for a physical show she meant her no harm. I'm Vallkyrie Archer. Your mom wouldn't happen to be an Archer, would she? Likely not, as only she and her sister were known to be here, but you never know! 

And where is your mom? Not far I hope? She hoped and yet, with a quick sniff and glancing around, Vallkyrie did not see, smell, nor hear any other wolf directly near. Alas again, a lost child, another pup having either wandered from her parents or had been abandoned. This was Kyr's first year in the Teekon Wilds and she was beginning to realize how often pups were neglected and overpopulated due to poor choices of their parents. Vallkyrie Archer strived to never be one of them.