Sheepeater Cliff eighty-seventh

Her nose ran wild. Sniffing harder at the bag, she tried to weasel around the fellahin with a cold, wet nose trying to jab into the pouch! It smelled spicy. Spicy! Her nose burned, and the imps tail moved in ferocious wiggles while her teeth tried to reach for it in sneaky nips, before her eyes caught across the gaze of Senmut.

One last final reach, and she pranced away with foxy leaps. Machi did not deserve her attention anymore! All gone, ran out, and bye-byed! Given to the prince instead, and all the while even her tail was swishing towards the direction of the bag. He spoke of outposts and military wolves. Sparkles formed behind those dead and damned eyes. A pitchy growl hummed out with a smile. "HMMM!"

"Wah-wah," her paw started to do spinnies as she laid on her belly, squinting curiously at her red man while staying near her opaline man. "Wahhhh.. Happen.." What on earth kind of sentence was she trying to say? The smile was all gone in her confusion. Even Legend wasn't sure for a moment, until it smacked her in the face. "Wha' happened to Mereo?"