[Ellie doesn't insist on conversation. She might be a little drunk, but she's been around enough quiet people that she can manage.
The minute or two spent breathing slowly against the wall helps the headiness, so when Lauralae asks her the question, Ellie already looks more alert.]
Theseus. [The coywolf twists her head at her name, then relaxes and inches towards Lauralae's hand. As she stands up, it's clear that she's a mix of some kind - her legs are spindly, and her snout is a little more pointed than a wolf's. One ear twists to the side as she considers Lauralae, displaying a pointed shape uncommon in wolves.
She's also very delicate as she slowly smells up Lauralae's arm, apparently acquainting herself very thoroughly before she's okay with being pet - Theseus shies away anytime Lauralae tries before she's made it past her elbow.] She's skittish, but she doesn't bite unless you try to hurt her. Her favorite spot's her ruff.
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The minute or two spent breathing slowly against the wall helps the headiness, so when Lauralae asks her the question, Ellie already looks more alert.]
Theseus. [The coywolf twists her head at her name, then relaxes and inches towards Lauralae's hand. As she stands up, it's clear that she's a mix of some kind - her legs are spindly, and her snout is a little more pointed than a wolf's. One ear twists to the side as she considers Lauralae, displaying a pointed shape uncommon in wolves.
She's also very delicate as she slowly smells up Lauralae's arm, apparently acquainting herself very thoroughly before she's okay with being pet - Theseus shies away anytime Lauralae tries before she's made it past her elbow.] She's skittish, but she doesn't bite unless you try to hurt her. Her favorite spot's her ruff.