The Tangle court dismissed, bring in the dancing lobsters

“I don’t think you did,” she answers with a shake of her head, looking out to the daunting task. She’s been through before, so she can use that to their advantage, but she won’t say she’s anymore skilled than the next wolf. “Me too,” she quips with a smile, finding something else she has in common with Easy.

She’s about to start their journey just as rustling occurs behind them. Her ears twitch and she anxiously looks to Easy, then back as a white shape emerges from the brush. Oh, she thinks. A sigh of relief. Sort of. Now she can bank on awkward.

“Hey,” she offers. “We were about to look around down here,” she explains, gesturing. Wanna go?