When Joy mustered up the courage, her brown and black mottled body had jumped out from the bushes and began to compliment the appearances of the three other pups, who quickly returned them, the female speaking first, who seemed almost as excited as little miss Joy. "Thank you so much! Your ears are so cute, they look so soft!" Next was the scaled boy. "Thank you, miss Joy." The smile on her face was endless even as the last boy spoke. "Thank you, Lady Joy. You're quite nice." She wagged her tail and happily exclaimed ”Thanks guys~!”

It was then that the black and white winged male sat and spoke once again, introducing himself and his sister. "I'm Harlow, this is my sister Dianthe. We're Zeta Fara and Iota Bones' children. She's a Glasswing, and I'm Aves." The girl nodded, acknowledging and also making a mental note of each of their names. Her eyes turned to the other male as she watched Harlow gesture to him. "I'm Ambrose, son of Deltas Vladimir and Revna. I'm a Vampiric Reptillia, Cape Coral Cobra actually." Joy smiled widely at all three of them, but her attention remained on Ambrose as he continued to speak. ”Who are your parents? I'm assuming you're new to Hawthorne? If you're a relative of the Queen, then you're a relative of mine as well." Joy’s smile grew wider and she spoke. ”It’s so awesome meeting more and more family!!!” She started excitedly, moving herself into a playful bow. Upon realizing that wasn’t the appropriate response, she composed herself. ”Oh, right! I’m the daughter of Thyrius, who brought me here just today. My dad is a long lost brother to Lucaya, so she is my aunt!”

Her eyes wandered among all of them again, smile wide on her face. ”I’m so glad to have met some new friends! What did you guys wanna play?!” She returned to her prior playful bow that she had moved into a little too soon prior. Her ears flopped as she moved, almost causing her to hit her maw against the ground as she entered the bow. Her light teal eyes flicked between them all, hoping they would reciprocate her intentions. In particular, her eyes laid onto Harlow’s the most, or would attempt to at least, as she had noticed him prior staring at her. Her black tipped tail wagging fast and perched high to show that all she wanted to do was play.

Actions and thoughts and "Words."