Grouse Thicket A Breath of Fresh Grouse

Shake things up a bit. Van couldn't help but let out an amused chuckle at this, tail giving a few entertained wags behind him as he watched her. His stare seeming to brighten as he lifted his head some, their usually cold hue briefly appearing a lighter shade in the sunlight as looked around. Clearing his throat, Vandal replied in a smooth tone of voice, ”Again, I guess I can't argue with that.” The male merely smirking at her before adding, ”Apples and elk might shake things up for you next time?” The young male shaking his head at his own words, chuckling to himself softly, ”Meat and something sweet.” He gave the female an ivory grin, the young male finding himself somewhat amused at the thought.


[Dark grey ears caught the repetitive sound of distant thudding, Van looking toward the female as she spoke out loud, questioning the noise. His sapphire eyes darkened as the sunlight no longer touched his gaze; Vandal peering toward the foliage that hugged the bottom of the trees. Gradually he looked back to the female whom had already began walking in the sounds direction, Vandal instinctively and also curiously began to move after her.