Swiftcurrent Creek blueberries and butterflies

Morwenna’s gaze fell upon the young pup’s oversized ears, poking up above the pit’s edge like two little flags. She couldn’t help but let out a soft, amused chuckle.

I wonder what we have here... she called, her voice carrying a playful, maternal warmth. This must be one of the children of Arric and Arlette that Akavir had mentioned. She stepped closer, peering down at him with a glint of mischief in her eyes. She wasn't hostile— purely illusive in her graceful nature. She smelled heavily of the Swiftcurrent Creek territory now, so he'd have nothing to be frightened of.

 Your ears are giving you away, little one.