Swiftcurrent Creek A Proper Young Lady Does Not Bite.

She was a cute little thing, cloaked in pale fur with her darker guard hairs just barely beginning to grow in, and sharp milk teeth still visible as she answered with a curt yes. It was a decision made after a moment of what looked like deep thought, and Pukei wondered at what the child was internally debating on. Regardless, she was glad the girl allowed some help on her quest. It was an important lesson to learn early on; to always ask for help when struggling with something!

"Great! I'll grab this side then..." she said, padding over to the larger, weightier end of the branch that had been dragging along the ground, before motioning with a paw for the girl to pick her side back up. "And you keep that end. Sound good?" she paused a moment, then quirked one ear with a grin.

"Where were ya heading to with this big 'ol stick, anyways?"