Rough & Tough...NOT!

She willed herself to remain still as the man came to sit beside her. "You stumbled? Did you hurt yourself?" She didn't quite get what "stumbled upon" meant. Did he trip? She hoped not. He looked too classy to be falling on his face. His response made her tilt her head, ears perking at his words. Never before had she blushed, but today she would. Her face felt hot beneath her fur, nobody had called her beautiful before. "I don't know about that, I've never really met other...males, before."

He mentioned his appearance, and she was glad he said something because she didn't want to feel dumb asking. "Your pelt is a strange color! Did you fall in a berry bush or were you born that color? And what about your markings? They look really pretty!" Was that strange to say? She hoped not.