Miles away

As sudden as the silence was there it was gone when a set of paws seemed to echo behind her. She felt like a fool. She hadn't even glimpsed the rest of the cave or even checked for scents. A soft huff came from Rylee's throat unwarranted and she licked her maw to keep from letting a full out growl. She didn't know what the.. She took a soft whiff.. Male wanted. He seemed to be moving slow but steady, a rhythm to his stride, One she knew would bring a strong and confident brute. 

She felt her heart drop into her stomach, It was her birth season meaning she would be smelling quite delectable to a male right around this time.. She didn't feel the signs yet though and hopefully she would just not get them this year. The back of her neck prickled and puffed up in defense as the male rounded her side. She hadn't moved yet and still looked out the cave opening trying not to seem at all disturbed by his presence. It wasn't until he spoke that she turned to look at him. Her pale yellow eyes searching his face while her ears twisted against the back of her head. 

"How do you do." She mused in a fearful but playful tone. she wished to not start off on the wrong foot but her fear was ever evident by her posture and trembling voice. Her eyes dropped to his chest not meeting his gaze but once to respond to his question. Rylee watched at the muscles underneath the brutes fur rippled with power she would never possess. In the back of her head she hoped the squirrel found a fun perch to watch the show from. Whatever this brute had in mind for her was definitely nothing she would want.. Or at least so she thought.