you're ready to go (Fiori)

If she'd been about four years younger, she would've likely been wildly attracted to this boy; he had an air of seriousness and regality that was surprising for a boy who was but a yearling. In a way, he reminded her of Maverick at his age, though her ex-husband had been far more confident and outgoing, compared to Kassander's own tongue-tied nature. Little did she know, much of that came from the reaction she provoked from him, but it was endearing nonetheless.

His eyes grew wide, seemingly from surprise, and she found herself laughing at his stupor. "Did you not expect to see me here?" she'd inquire gently, tail curling aimlessly about her back as the sweet sound of her amused laughter filled the brief silence that lingered in the air. "Come, walk with me." If there was a single pack she might think to be allied with, it would be his. Invitingly she turned, gesturing with her muzzle as she began to walk, hoping he might join her if only he snapped out of his stunned silence. "To what pleasure do I owe this visit?" Perhaps if she asked again, he might answer her.