Jade Fern Grove gold in your eyes, dancing like fire

The pup was not frightened, instead mimicking her question clumsily. She smiled at the attempts, suddenly feeling less pressed to return the child to her family. There was no harm in a few stolen moments, she reasoned, and she doubted she would have the opportunity again for some time. Reminded of her last meeting with her brother, she inched herself closer.
You are bold, She told the child with no small amount of warmth, one ear turned slightly to listen for the approach of another. It is a good trait, and will take you far. The yearling wondered if this was one of Siarut's children; she had no way to know, but found no resemblance between the two. But she knew genetics were sometimes a mystery, thinking of her own contrast with her father. The reminders of her family suddenly made her chest ache.