Kissimi Cresis
Kissimi reentered, the brown wolf staying outside this time. The white wolf padded over to her and lay down on her feet. She sighed, sitting where she was. If they were going to do this, she knew the wolf would want it to be on her own terms. She stroked the wolf's head. "Sweet baby," She muttered in the wolf's direction. As to the praise, the wolf pressed her head into Kissimi's hand and moved her front paws a bit, giving Megara a better view of the location that would give her access to the metal.