Lou scanned the town spread out in front of her, found who she was looking for, smiled enthusiastically, and jogged over. Her 'friendly neighbor' instincts kicked in.
"Howdy Sherrif Whyte!" the she-wolvark chirped. "Pardon me, can I call ya Whyte? Or do ya prefer Urp?"
Woozer slobbered as he circled his master's legs protectively.
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