Noctisardor Bypass aulana

Wylla grew more amused by the minute. Skaigona wasted no time rushing to the berry bush, but instead of eating them, she smeared her pale coat with them until she was reddish-purple from head to toe. Okay, that happened.

She was tempted to tell her great-neice that it wasn't enough, but Wylla really did feel a little bad about all this, so she rethought it. Yeah, perfect, all better! she called, stifling another snigger by pretending to preen the fur on her chest for a second. Skaigona was going to attract every wasp in the area with her fur all sticky like that, which was a much less amusing thought.

C'mon, let's get you washed up, she said, indicating the stream with a gentle sweep of her muzzle. This was not how she particularly wanted to spend her afternoon, but she was the reason Skaigona was in this mess. The least she could do was help the young pup groom the berry juice from her coat.