For a moment Luna didn't respond to Tinsel's question, trying to think what might suddenly happen if her friend left, but eventually she nodded. Tinsel could go find some things, whatever it was she wanted.
Hecuba didn't really need to be told to go to Luna and she was torn between the indignity of being treated like an ordinary dog and the promise of a big bone.
She found her way to Luna's front and pushed her face into Luna's. Luna put her arms around Hecuba, ignoring the way it pulled on her arms, and buried her face in Hecuba's fur again. "Thank you," she whispered. "I love you so much, thank you."