Wapun Meadow She laughs like god, her minds like a diamond

Louis made no attempt to disguise his approach, though he seemed at first to have gone unnoticed in her... aggressive frolicking. She'd done a number on the nearby blooms, rolling the way some wolves rolled on fishbones. Louis had to admit, the flowers seemed a little more appealing.

There was no staying unnoticed now, however. She was faced directly toward him. He wagged his tail, offering a friendly woof to gauge whether she might be interested in company.