Wapun Meadow hot dog season

When Laurel got up from rolling in the snow another was in front of her. Laurel thought to have seen her 'round Bearclaw Valley bits and pieces and wondered if she had been following her all along. There was a strange mixture of emotions in her; she felt both protective and jealous somehow, wanting to chase off the other girl, but at the same time she felt so giddy and excited and wanted to get to know her better. She leapt to her feet as the girl approached with submissive body.

A growl bubbled in her throat as her chin was assaulted with kisses, mostly because she wasn't used to being greeted with such respect and her personal space'd always been rather big. You smell so happy, said the girl, and for a moment Laurel just stood frozen in time, as if not sure which of her two choices to pick (angry or happy). Then she giggled and said, "Don't be an idiot, you can't smell happy!" She pawed at the girl's face in a playful gesture, inviting her to play.