You from the trees and I from the ground

Arayne looked up as a jovial voice broke the quiet, then blinked as a small berry bounced off her nose. The most peculiar creature she had ever seen was sitting in the branches above her, watching her with a amusement, although it seemed more benign than contemptuous. Arayne's bushy tail started wagging as she laughed, standing up and stepping back so she didn't have to crane her head to see him. "When I'm an old fart, I'll slow down, but while I'm young, I'll play whenever I get the chance." She tilted her head. "I've never seen an animal like you before, aside from maybe a raccoon, since you both have striped tails." She looked up at him with an expression like a curious pup. "Are you some sort of squirrel-raccoon?"

It was a rather silly title, but those were the only animals she could think of that matched his appearance, right down to his striped, bushy tail and clever paws. She wished her paws could hold things. It was also wonderfully refreshing to meet someone who wasn't immediately going "Get off my territory this" or "I'll beat you into the ground" that.