Pretty girl.

Giggle. "The prettiest!"

"Yes you are." Ellie ruffles the fur on Intrepid's head.

Nuzzle!!!

"The others get to be other sorts of good looking, I suppose."

"Very gracious of you."

Giggle! "Naturally. I'm the prime example of grace, beauty, and everything related."

Hee.

"We should go pick up the supplies."

"Okay!" Intrepid and Stiletto can help again. 

Ellie goes ahead and does two at once this time. Just to have a bit of margin.

Probably not that bad an idea, with how apparently quickly they're finding new friends. 

That's her thought as well.

Intrepid headbutts Stiletto. "You're just happy not to be the baby anymore."

She headbutts Intrepid a bit harder. "Does that make you the little old lady?"

Haughty sniff. "I am not old, thank you very much."

"Just experienced."

"An expert! Especially in being an Ellievee."

"Matriarch and exemplar of her clan."

Giggle. "Though 'matriarch' sounds like it's circling back around to 'old lady.'"

Ellie winks at Stiletto.

Innocent look. "'Matriarch' definitely doesn't at all imply you're old."

She sticks her tongue out.

Ellie laughs. "Princess, then."

"Correct."

"A pretty pretty princess."

She preens.