Silver Moraine She's earned her degree

"Good," She said, as if to congratulate him for eating the rabbit. He left very little for scraps, and leaned against her contentedly. She snuggled her muzzle into his ruff, and rolled toward him, over onto her side so she could still have one leg draped across his shoulders. With her belly toward him, she kept her back to the wilderness and the wind. 

"I'm gonna hafta get back to the rithe, thoon." She said softly. This was the topic she had been preparing for, carefully. "I'd like for you to come with me, but I gotta make sure that Avicuth ith OK with you coming." She said. She hadn't asked- she figured her plan might work if she simply convinced him that his fate was already figured out. "She doethn't like thurpritheth, that'th all." She said. "That thound OK with you?"