Lost Creek Hollow Should've never ever ever forgot

A secret hideout! Mae's eyes went wide. Duh! Let's go! She returned the girl's shove, laughing. The moment they started to move, she remembered to ask: What's your name? If anyone had ever told her, she didn't remember. And though it was tempting to call her Sparklepee, Mae didn't think it made a very good name.

It was more than just her eyes that sparkled, anyway. Her fur was shiny and gave the impression of being soft, and something about the way she held herself seemed to sparkle too. Or maybe it was just the feeling that was sparkly, the strange frenetic sensation in her stomach whenever she looked at the other girl. Mae wasn't sure. Maybe she would just call her Sparkle.