The Tangle get loose get low get low

not at all! woo!

chani jostled sobeille's shoulder, about to quip something else, when a decidedly not mulherin-like figure detached itself from the rise's boundaryland and came up to meet the girls.
the redwave paused, resisting the urge to tense. they were all roughly the same age, and this eased something in her.
offering a friendly wave of her tail, the saltwolf cleared her throat. "i be chani, and dis is sobeille. we be from sapphique. ah, i had wanted to introduce her to mulherin, but only because till now, he was de only one i knew."
her eyes shone with a friendly boldness, curiosity overtaking any trepidation.