Sun Mote Copse Gadgetville

"I see that the apple does not fall far from the tree," Wraen told Towhee, then leaned down to have a good sniff of Mirka, nuzzle her forehead gently, if she let her do it and then walk to, where the girl's mother could have her in sight and thus the conversation would be easy for both of them.

For the kid's sake, the Sovereign lied down and was ready to be very patient and tolerant to any puppy mischief the kid would come up with. "Doing fine, I see?" she asked, stealing a glance at the girl out of corner of her eyes.