Sun Mote Copse i've seen her kick in a door before.

Finley explained that it had little to do with their sex. Although Sugar typically accepted her parents' knowledge at face value, she wasn't entirely convinced. But when her mother prompted her to explain why she asked, she pursed her lips. It wasn't just Crow and Penn, though they were some of the primary suspects. That aside, Sugar didn't really feel like badmouthing them; her inquiry had been borne from genuine bafflement more so than any desire to get any of the pack's young male residents in trouble.

"Nothing," she answered lightly before saying, "All us girls are delightful, aren't we?" and bestowing a cheeky smile upon Finley. "Sugar and spice and everything nice..." she hummed, not sure where she'd heard the nursery rhyme but loving it for the obvious reasons.

She noticed a paw print in a patch of cold, wet mud and paused to examine it, which included dropping her pink nose and sniffing. "I think this is hers," Sugar said, straightening out and resuming her leisurely footsteps, now following in Fen's.