"You hear that, Garahel? Don't get too comfortable." The mabari ignores her, more interested in using the ground to scratch his back since all the elf/human hands are too busy. What hardships he suffers.

Inessa cheers up a little at Ciri's reminder, her smile returning. Faceplanting in the dirt or not, it'd still be worth any pain for the reward it would bring. "I suppose there's only one way to find out if we're worthy in their eyes, when they're old enough. If so, I hope they'll respond to new names. I've heard some of those given and 'Potato' or 'Butterball' isn't likely to strike fear in the hearts of anyone. I think we can aspire to better."