I think it's a her, [Peko answers, though it's not without uncertainty. She's... pretty sure it's a girl, anyway? That seems right.
But she sighs quietly and props the pitcher upright on the ground to free up one of her hands, switching the cup to that one so she can hold it up near the little creature. Who promptly and without hesitation dunks her nose in it. It's a good thing it's warm tea and not boiling, because earthenware pitchers aren't THAT good at holding in heat.
She's. She's not even drinking it. She's just blowing bubbles through her nose with obvious pleasure.
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But she sighs quietly and props the pitcher upright on the ground to free up one of her hands, switching the cup to that one so she can hold it up near the little creature. Who promptly and without hesitation dunks her nose in it. It's a good thing it's warm tea and not boiling, because earthenware pitchers aren't THAT good at holding in heat.
She's. She's not even drinking it. She's just blowing bubbles through her nose with obvious pleasure.
Why this.]