It's like a kind of torture to have to watch the show

The fall to the ground wasn't far, but it was graceless enough to knock the air from her lungs with an undignified oof. The girl gave a shake to knock the dust from her fur and drew in a deep breath, trying to make herself seem much larger than she was before rounding on Ghoul with cheeks puffed full of air. She was about to give him a piece of her mind until he mentioned free food. She couldn't contain her happy wiggle, paws tip-tapping as her tail seemed to wave from the back of her rib cage, taking her hips along for the ride. Her face even sparked with a little excited light at the thought of wrestling caimans. Sounded like a lot of fun to her!

Before she had a chance to say as much though, another wolf joined them, sooty with distinctive white markings. Cricket wasn't surprised she addressed Ghoul first, after all, he had been the one that called her, but when she bowed down, Cricket matched the action, slapping her paws against the grass in greeting, a ridge of raised fur down her spine belying her anxiety despite the way her back end wiggled. “I'm Cricket.” she introduced herself, not sure what more to say beyond that. She'd never tried to join a pack before.

“Speech”