Bramblepoint Before planet Earth was here, I was riding a light year.

Eydís had been far too preoccupied, failing to notice her until she began yelling.

Believing she was speaking to her at first she was rather offended, turning her head with a scowl. However it was soon replaced with pure confusion. What the hell was she yelling about? And what sort of name was Buttshit?

Paws moving without her, Eydís found herself approaching. You're looking for someone? That was the only thing she could assume from this.