Bramblepoint Burnt out from a joyride

She raised a curious eyebrow at Figment. Isn't she about that age? She asked, wondering if Meerkat just looked quite mature for her actual age. Not that she cared much if it was an inappropriate comment; all pups grew up, they were all gonna know this stuff anyway and there was very little innocence left in the world. She'd only care if it got her in trouble with Meerkat's parent - be it the front end that could cuss her out or the other end from which Meerkat apparently came.

You mean that hunk of rock in the distance? I thought it was some kind of misshapen, unfortunate mountain. It looked like the place had kyphosis or something. She shrugged regardless of the answer. She didn't want to start a fuss about it, honestly, but she very much preferred the place she'd been born. It looked... claustrophobic from this distance. She cleared her throat as she trotted after Figment, lining her shoulder up with his. So, how've you been?