<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: teal">Still grinning as the tadpoles seemed to dance around her finger, in the corner of her eye she spotted another small critter approach. Her gaze turned to find a fox-squirrel, looking curious about her as he squeaks a question. And it wasn't just any fox-squirrel. It was the one she'd seen earlier, freed from the vines. Somewhere inside she was jumping for joy. The girl knew that being so enthusiastic on the outside was enough to startle some of the smaller forest creatures, so she did her best to stay calm in moments she wanted to leap about like the child she was. With a gentle smile, her eyes closed in glee and she spoke calmly to it, hoping she had understood the question correctly.<br/>"My name is Leanne, little fella." <br/><br/>Carefully she reached a hand out to pet his back or stroke his ears, similarly to how she handled Isabelle- her rabbit friend. Her head tilted as she returned his question. <br/>"What's your name?"</span></div>