Bramblepoint unreal world

The girl, whose name was lost to her, drifted near. Quite close in fact. As she did, the Blackthorn's eye watched the ground for any thorns or burrs that might be out to get that set of young paws. She was quickly distracted by the coolness of a nose against her blonde fur.

Bronte blinked in surprise, but put up with the inspection calmly. In turn, she skimmed over a shoulder, finding lasting traces of Ponyboy's scent there. "Uhh...um, hey, your eyes and fur are real pretty." She complimented the other girl. Her tail even wagged, slightly. Her Blackthorn line with their signature dorsal stripe was a dime a dozen to her.