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Dhalia smiled with a quirk of her brow and a curious wave of her tail. "Charming, aren't you?" and she hopped out of her playful bow to trot alongside her companion, "th'name's Dhalia," she said, and while he put his nose to the air, she stuck hers to the ground, in case any critter had left some recent scat or something else that would clue them onto a trail to follow, "and what about yours, then?" she glanced at him through the corner of her eye. The edges crinkled with a smirk, "does that pretty face come with a name, too? Or do I get t'choose?"

Oh, Jasper would've reeled if he'd seen her now, and that in itself was enough to keep her going.