Light up the world

Saracyn seemed to be having the time of his life, chasing after the bugs. Hiding a laugh herself, she shook her head at the younger wolf. Ara herself was of course far too old and dignified to chase circles around bugs that vanished before they were caught.

“Hello yourself, Sara. Save me one of those bugs too, won't you?” she called out. Turning to Manea with a smile as she felt the weight of the other wolf add to her. She rested her head on Manea’s shoulder. Enjoying the company of her cousin. “So they aren’t native? That’s so strange…” She commented curiously, eyeing them a little more closely now that she knew they weren’t a native bug.

"Speech"