Hushed Willows I could be an accident but I'm still trying

Foxglove was happy to imitate him, pleased to have the man's attention all to herself. And no stinky Dahlia around to ruin it!

ROOOOOSIEEE, She yelled. Her very first full word, though no one but Dusty Rose would ever know it.

But she was still quite young, and quickly grew tired. Eventually the man began to herd her back toward the den, and Foxglove was content to make her own way there. She wanted a nap now. Mama would be back later, she was sure.