Sun Mote Copse i've seen her kick in a door before.

"I'm pretty sure that's her scent," Sugar replied breezily, "and the size is about right." She smiled at Finley and began to follow the trail. Save for a footprint here or there, it was mostly invisible, though Sugar followed her pink button of a nose.

Finley's mention of her older siblings hadn't gotten unnoticed, so now that their tracking was underway, she returned her attention to the conversation. "Where are they?" Sugar wondered. Her parents had mentioned their other litters now and then, though she couldn't remember what had become of these particular two. And if they would've made Pox look like a saint, Sugar couldn't bring herself to regret never meeting them, though she was still very curious to hear more.