A bright giggle captures your attention, the feminine joyfulness peeking your curiosity. You circle around to a more private and secluded corner of the valley, where a trickling stream is positioned, a couchant female laughing as a dragonfly perches atop her snout. In fact, you begin to notice countless insects positioned along her bodice, either fluttering around her form or sitting on her fur. The she-wolf makes no moves to dismiss the strange adornments to her frame, rather welcoming the odd additions happily. "Stooooop! Youβre going to make me sneeze!" At first, you think sheβs talking to you, however in the next second the dragonfly on her nose hops to the space between her ears, a distinct humming escaping it. Was she talking to the flying insects around her?? Itβs then that she notices you, shimmery cerulean-hued eyes scanning your frame curiously. "Hello there!" She chimes, her elongated tail giving a few errant twitches. "My name is Dove, and you are...?" She trails off, and after a moment of registration you give your own moniker, causing the female to gasp joyfully, "Oh! What a lovely name!!" She wriggles in her place, causing the insects perched on her bodice to flutter upwards to avoid being tossed around by her wiggles. Her maw parts to give another sentence, only for her gaze to lower upon your shadow casting the light off of her, contemplation on her features, βOH MY!" She exclaims, scrambling to her paws, the insects buzzing around her ears with equal panic. "I was supposed to help my mate take the older pups to the Enclave today.. I gotta go!" With that, Dove is gone, rushing past the centre tree towards the nursery hovel.
