Lost Creek Hollow drink my blood like wine

Darn! Nunataq thought and stopped, when the white she-wolf adressed her. Apparently she had looked so inconspicious that it had looked suspicious. The gears and wheels of her mind were turning, trying to come up with the best solution for the problem and then she simply fit as much of the foot in her mouth as possible, so that only two fingers and the odd shape of her cheeks gave away that she had - in fact - something to hide.

Nuna had no way of seeing her reflection, therefore she turned to greet the adult with a friendly expression, innocent eyes and wagging tail - nothing to see here, all is fine - were it not for the fact that a hairy foot that filled your entire mouth made it hard to smile and even harder to keep it there for too long. Naturally the inevitable happened, she began to choke on it, broke out in a coughing fit, which ended with her spitting out the slobber-covered canine foot right at Nara's feet.