Hoshor Plains What would Dory do?

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      Peony had noticed that the wolf had been uncomplaining, even through her probably annoying attitude.  When Peony had finished speaking, once again, the Count wolf had a bewildered expression. It didn't surprise her though, Peony expected that type of reaction. After her shameful confession, Peony looked up at the wolf as she began speaking. 

Ira understood? She understood! What else did she say? One more.. like her? Did she mean another that couldn't smell? Her tail launched into an unstoppable wag. Starting slowly, and quickly enhancing its speed her tail shook. At this point, Peony had completely forgotten about her close mental collapse. 

Peony was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice the brief silence before the she-wolf began speaking again. Only when Ira did begin speaking did the young wolf turn her ear to listen. Stay. Did she say stay! Again, her tail began shifting. She could ignore me. Peony listened intently, and almost as soon as the wolf ceased her conversation Peony jumped in. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Thank you Ira!" the youngling exclaimed, with as much excitement as Peony had greeted the mountain wolf with. Then realizing what the wolf had said earlier, she added with a clear smile "I mean.. Count. Thank you!"