"Good. I... I'm glad Willow's away from Addie now." He replied. "I never remember Addie being a jealous one."
Willow, who had seen nothing of before, bounced forward. "Hello, Daddy! Hi, Bolt! Where's F... Flitter?" Brisk pulled some muffins out of the oven, and nodded. "Good job, Willow." She turned. "I've been telling her the names of the ponies."
"Oh kay. " she said. She cocked her head at Narrow. "What's a timberwuulf? Is it a doggie? I really love puppies."