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In the moments of waiting she had time to more thoroughly examine the stranger's outer appearance. She hadn't seen many unique-looking wolves in her short time on Earth thus far. This wolf was probably the oddest so far, down to his green eyes and black-masked face that was so different from the auburn and cream of the rest of his coat. 
She began to ponder the origin of wolves like this one. Questions began to pile up in her head and she felt the pressure weighing on her tongue. She became so preoccupied with her flight of fancy that when he rejected her offer to have a sit on the moss she was unphased. "No prob bob!" She decided it was about time to stand up anyway and did so with relative ease. The stubborn leaf still clung to her face without her knowledge.

"I'm Whimsy." She suddenly lowered her head and whispered, "Are... are you a wizard?" then lifted her head back to normal height, speaking regularly again, "Sorry, it's just you look different than any wolf I've ever seen, and the green eyes... I mean, wow!" The girl put her naivety and sheltered life on a pedestal for all the world to gawk at, unashamed and wholehearted.