Swiftcurrent Creek Even if we're discovered, just be sure to wear your best

Not being able to hear was a blessing at times like this. Though she hadn't dealt with children before, she could now see through this little one's temperament that they seemed to be unruly. At least, little Mae was. The hops and silent barks charmed her as Vys drifted between staring at the small whirlwind and her father. She assumed he was at least. There was a likeness between them that said as much.

In an act of "desperation", Vystra feigned shock at the mightiness of the girl by hopping back and allowing the space for the father daughter duo. Landing with splayed paws, billowing a small plume of dust into the air, the pale wolf bowed playfully against her small dark adversary. You're so fierce! She whined excitedly, grinning wide in the hopes that the girl might want to tussle with her as well. Admittedly, she hadn't completely grown out of the rough housing phase of her youth yet.