Belle
(Even though she can't be bred, she is still looking for a lifemate.)
The atrractive Reiz kuhna pranced up to a patch of tall grass. She threw some bread crumbs. "Where are you Mr. Wilson? Where are you?" she asked no one in particular. Her melodic voice flowed over the hills like a stream as she continued to call and throw the bread in every direction. She had no idea how to get a Mr. Wilson, or what it was for that matter, but Froma had sent her out here, and she had gone, hoping for an adventure.