Lost Creek Hollow until my body 'gan to say oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh

delighted to have ended the roil of anger as soon as it began, mona drew an easier breath and swayed her tail affably. "deshyr is a very pretty name, for a very pretty girl." idly, she wondered if the pup belonged to terance; after scolding herself for thinking of him, when the seawolf continued to walk in her thoughts, mona set about bolstering the girl once more.
"i'm fairly new, and i don't know my way around. do you think you could give me a tour?" the little mayfair inquired hopefully. learn more about the hollow, bond with the child, stretch her legs — she hoped deshyr would oblige, and fancied the pup was a princess of some sort.