OOC: 
Arnette didn’t hear the other coming until she heard the woman talk, she turned around, knowing this lady would help her, though… she was all round. She tilted her head in confusion, were wolves suppose to have round bellies like that? Then she let her head drop so she could see her own belly, it was pudgy but was not like the woman who was now quite close, she looked up again and smiled.
I’m exploring!
She stated, it was obvious but she didn’t mind stating it right now, the woman seemed really nice and she smelled a lot like Uncle Vigi, her smile grew and she started wagging her tail a little.
I’m Arnette!
She normally didn’t ask questions, but her features always asked for her, she was not a very overly talkative puppy, but she loved to learn in all sorts of ways, questions had always seemed useless to her unless she was with her father. Or mother. They answered them calmly so she could understand. She didn’t know anything about anyone else, except that she didn’t need to ask them much. She looked up at Ayita expectantly, waiting for the woman to introduce herself.
.arnettescroll .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:12px; padding-left:50px; color:#000000}
.arnettescroll .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:12px; padding-left:50px; padding-right:10px; color:#3e4c56}
.arnettescroll b {font-weight:bold; text-shadow: #000000 1px 2px 1px; color:#e0d4c1; letter-spacing:1px; }
.arnettescroll {margin:0 auto; width:472px; background-image:url(http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/7852/arnettemid.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding: 1px 10px 0px 0px; font-family: vani, georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#916e5e; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;}
</style>
[/html]