Coconut Grove minute maid pink lemonade

dalia smiled at the story. despite finding saucy's name a little demeaning, the story itself was touching, and left her thinking of her own family. "that's cute," she returned kindly, her tail wagging. and then, to hear saucy had no home, her ears pricked. 

"traveling is fun-- there's a group of us settling on the coast," she began, stare resting upon saucy's features, "velen and his brothers-- me." she added her own two cents, to be interpreted as saucy wanted. she didn't really have a final say in anything anyhow. and soon, velen had taken them to the coconut and asked if they were ready. dalia merely settled where she stood, tail flicking in an almost cat-like manner. she liked hearing the use of saucy's real name-- it sat well with dalia to know that velen had listened, it meant he cared. a small smile rested upon her sharp features.