Saxsice lopes along for a moment, entirely focused on sniffing out this lost dumbass kid, but she pauses to glance over at tinyPool and the string of dead mantids he's leaving in his wake. There's a metaphor somewhere for...heartbreaks? Something? Don't ask her, she's a big fluffy wolf with big wolf thoughts right now.

But she'll give him one of those doggy smiles, tongue hanging out, tail wagging a couple times. She either approves or she wants to eat him. One of the two.