Treehouse

Her landing was a whole lot softer than she had expected. It was only when she felt movement beneath her, saw a flash of white teeth and felt the growl of the stranger vibrate through her whole body that she realised, he had tried to catch her! How kind!

Modesty was slightly stunned, her face growing warm beneath her fur at the compromising situation she found herself in. Instead of scrambling off the stranger, she smiled with stars in her eyes. She might never get this chance again! “Did it hurt, when I fell from heaven and landed on you?” She managed to hold his eyes for a moment, but then was giggling at her own joke as she moved to get her feet beneath her. She didn’t realise the implications of the line, or that it was a terrible thing for a wolf so young to be saying. She just thought it was a silly situation that deserved silly words.

She was mindful to not stab her rescuer with her quills, how bad would that be? Thanks for saving me, just let me stab you in thanks…

Her tail waved lowly at her back, her head dipping in apology, a sheepish grin on her face. “I’m-uh, really sorry for squishing you. Thanks for trying to catch me.”

“Speech”