I've got time to kill

She snickered softly, wondering how pissed he would be if he told her she likely would enjoy a kiss with a frog. Perhaps she should experiment one day, and run her tongue down the slippery slope of the creature. In fact, hadn’t she heard a myth that doing so could give one a high? Maybe it would indeed be worth an experiment. “Promises, promises” she teased him, her throat thick with a purr.

“If you want blunt honesty, I think you could do with more practice. I’m always here for you if you want some help with that…” she was laughing now, soft, delicate mirth bubbling up in her throat. He was too fun to tease, she hoped he didn’t hate her for this. A gruff grumpy friend was exactly what was missing in her life.

“But yes, I am very pleased, thank you, love” Right, back to business. Probably a good idea, before she scared him off for good. “Your wish is my command.” she swished her tail in his direction, and bounded forward, heading up the hill she had recently descended from. “If you want that deer, you’ll have to keep up”

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