Oh, I like the dogs! They're sweet. I mean, I know about the big war dogs too, but as long as they're not in a war against me, they're quite friendly.

[ She chuckles. ]

But I won't disagree on the mud. I've been wanting to try out a pair of boots, but I'm not sure what my clan mates here will think. They might say I'm going human. Not that liking human culture should be a surprise to them.

[ It's been kept a secret from the clan as a whole, but the ones her age know how curious she is about humans; about anything outside their little world, really. Gavin's travels would bring her human trinkets, and Cyril once gifted her with a silly human romance novel he lifted off a person in the woods while hunting. They know how much she wants to learn. ]

But cold mud on bare feet is awful. The way it smears itself on, soon you're trying not to slide all over the place.