Swiftcurrent Creek The currents are fast but life is sweet

Arlette offered him a quick apologetic glance when she seemed to have startled him in his private moment. It had not been her intention to startle him. Luckily he did not seem cross with her at all. She gently wagged her tail. Likewise, thank you for joining our pack, she spoke politely. She noticed his coat was immaculate, and well groomed. Arlette glanced down at her own muddy paws. There probably was also some puppy spit somewhere in her coat from this morning when two of them decided she was their new practice target. Just the average life of a mother, she thought impishly.

Lestan is a friendly face. I'm glad to hear it, she hummed. I am starting to think Lenore does not like many outside of her litter and mother. It is good you do not take offense, she chuckled. Arlette shook her head gently. She is Suzu's daughter. I wish mine were as quiet as she was at times, the woman joked. Then again, there seemed to be a trade off in friendliness. Mine are very recognizable as they all have a circle around their eye. Their father Arric trademarked them. It was a joke, but she kinda loved that all of them had the mark, no one was excluded.