Swiftcurrent Creek dreamer

Ahh, sorry for the wait on this!

If Pukei was anything, she was forgiving. Forgive and forget was a motto she liked to live by. And she would forget, eventually; when the memory stopped looping over and over whenever she smelt even the mildest hint of milk...or Arlette's scent.

A shiver ran the length of her spine as the Beta's familiar smell hit her nose. Her ears shot upright at the following greeting as Pukei tried to soothe her nerves.

"Oh, hi, Arlette!" she said spinning to greet the woman with a sheepish smile. She took a moment to look her over, glad to see there was at least no lasting damage. Carrying four pups of that size couldn't have been good for her joints. "I'm great!" she added, taking a step back to reveal the side project she had been working on. It was a modest garden; small, with barely a few sprigs of herbs to its name, but it was a start!

"Whaddya think?" she asked in earnest with a wave of her tail.