The first time I saw her at the honey stall I knew she was a keeper

The ivory brute was minding his own business when word of a market caught his attention. Something he rarely had ever done but would do the masculine some good to get out and get to know others around him a bit better. He had a some smoked rabbit along with him that he could possibly trade. So what could it really hurt. The area was different than his home in Insomnia, but the ground was kinder to the masculines paw pads. A smile crawled along his dark lips as ears twisted and turned listening to others speaking back and forth with one another, duo toned pools glancing around, making sure that his own placement would work. Displaying the rabbits which were smoked with cherry, hickory and birch. He would wait and watch. Giving a gentle "Good day" To a few that stopped to welcome him or whatever. Atticus hoped that his brother would be on his best behavior though.