Sunbeam Lair Spotlight

“Not entirely.”

Her lips lift into a playful grin and she feels a little heat rise to her cheeks. Miss. How fair a title. She wouldn’t think she entirely deserves such a designation, disheveled as she is. Surely miss is reserved for her delicate counterparts. Oh, but she craves the idea of it even if she will never aloud utter so.

She cants a muzzle to study the red man, still rimmed in a spill of light. She shares his desire to plant paws on familiar ground, though she may never return now that she and her siblings have dispersed. She isn’t sure what home was anymore, but it’s certainly no longer a place.

“Tell me about Doris,” she asks, ears perking with intrigue.