"You are none of those things" Liquid Amber stated calmly to the pup, moving a back paw in order to cut off the pup's escape. If this pup still needed milk, there would be a great big problem, but if she had been weaned, Amber would take her along. If she wanted to, though. There was no sense in forcing a pup to go where you wanted them.
"I'm sure she didn't mean what she said. Puppies are a lot of work, and so, maybe she just wasn't as ready as she thought she was to have pups. If you really want to leave, just remember one thing. I am a gypsy. If you ever need somewhere to go, run to the fields, and listen for the call. We will be there. Gypsies make group company" the wolf explained, moving her paw back where it had been, and opening her escape route again. The kind eyes of hers simply asked the pup not to run away. But there was nothing she could do if the child actually ran. Amber would chase down a pup like some kind of brute. No matter what size she was, the little one had to make her own choices.