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"Okay!" She replied.

Reef did as she was asked and never moved except to roll on to her stomach and cross her forelegs while she waited, believing that she had demonstrated her trust and compliance to his satisfaction. She smiled so much her cheeks hurt, and she hummed a quiet melody in anticipation of his return and of the task she would be given. She was eager to please and eager to show him that she could be counted on.

When the rogue returned, she lowered her jaw on to her forelimbs and skimmed back her slim ears. Her seafoam eyes went to the mushroom he carried and she committed the memory the slim stalk and the small bulb at its end. "I can do that!" She affirmed. She stood, mindful not to raise her head and to keep her posture crouched and deferential, with her tail sweeping across her hocks in joyous wags. "Wylla will need a whole cache to hold them all in. Thanks!" Reef started to pivot to go about her mission but she paused midway.

"Oh... can I have your name?" She asked.