[Ammy stands to greet the little Peo, lifting her tail to wave it, dipping head and muzzle to sniff at his. It's sometimes easy to forget how large wolves are until they're around dogs, and he's definitely small in comparison. She meets his circling with her own, until she's content with getting to know him, and sits once more, tilting her head almost completely to the left at him for a moment, before sinking onto her thigh, and lifting other hind paw to scratch under her ribs for a second.
From here, she gets up suddenly to invade Alisaie's resting spot on the deck, sniffing over her seat and the books, and what she's looking for is water, because so long as she's staying hydrated, she'll lessen her fussing a bit. There's just so many affected, Alisaie, and her healing isn't sticking with all of them.
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From here, she gets up suddenly to invade Alisaie's resting spot on the deck, sniffing over her seat and the books, and what she's looking for is water, because so long as she's staying hydrated, she'll lessen her fussing a bit. There's just so many affected, Alisaie, and her healing isn't sticking with all of them.
She worries.]