Broken Antler Fen chill out, what you yellin' for?

Oho, what was this?

Bridget was stopping by to check on things with Ibis, and apparently she had impeccable timing. Busted, kidlet, she said with a grin, stopping a short distance away and dropping down to a crouch so that she wouldn't tower over the poor thing. She hadn't really spent much time with these pups and kids could have any number of reactions to new strangers. She was hoping this one was as friendly as she was adorable. Adorable was something she had in spades.

She kept herself there, waiting for a reaction and controlling the urge to inch her way forward.