Blacktail Deer Plateau riboflavin-flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood

There was no such thing as convention in her life. Her parents had split shortly after her birth and she'd been raised by three adults, with two extra siblings thrown into the mix. Then her dad had come out of the closet not only as bisexual but also polyamorous. She accepted all of it at face value, unaware what an average family actually looked (and functioned) like.

"How do you know which one you'll prefer, or if you'll like both?" she queried innocently. She was about to say she didn't feel particularly attracted to wolves of either gender, then she realized that wasn't true at all. "I definitely like guys. But will I like girls too? Is there, like, a cutoff for when that happens?" She blinked at him, wondering if she was articulating that all wrong.