Otatso Wetlands puppets

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The coywolf girl had always been a little bit weird… but it was something that added to her personality. She was more extra than she was ordinary. For some people, it was a lot to take in all at once, and others seemed to revel in the fact that Siv could hold a conversation with herself for more than three hours before she got bored. She made life interesting, and not only her life. The coywolf girl had always had the unique pleasure of spreading her unorthodox personality with whoever she came in contact with. “Nah, don’t be sorry, bucko. I’ll find some more treasure here soon,” Siv assured her companion with a quick wink and a half-smile that only resulted in making her face look mildly crooked in appearance.
The white stranger then introduced themselves as Star, which seemed to be something of a simple – yet unique – name for a wolf. Siv nodded her head a few times as if to say that she approved of the calling before offering her own name in response. “I’m Siv,” she introduced with a nod of her head. “Siv Savoy… pleasure to meet ya, Star,” it was customary for her to add her last name to nearly every debut.