Phoenix Maplewood Don't ever doubt this

the woman doesn't answer, at least not verbally. instead, she rises, striking orange eyes meeting her own and containing a fair amount of wariness, which moony seeks to negate with lowered muzzle and wagging tail. eventually, she shifts, and the girl assumes for a moment that she's leaving. 

but she moves to one of the bushes instead, pulling the berries that grow there into her maw. "you can eat those?" she asks, surprised, but doesn't wait for an answer. already she's moving to the nearest bush, nosing for the somewhat deflated berries and carefully pulling them into her maw, chewing on them with furrowed brow and slightly alarmed expression at the foreign taste.