Swiftcurrent Creek I'm gonna show you: loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath

She was staring, but only briefly. He knew it was wrong to say such conceited things, but he also knew that he wasn't entirely ugly. Someone had gifted him with good looks, his father had been a knockout. His mother too.

Soft footfalls beside him and the tickling smell of Reverie lit up his nostrils,b ut she said nothing at first. Simply stood near him, he could feel her. When she didn't speak, he cracked an eye to look her over with a smirk. 

Hello Reverie.

He shifted and ruffled his fur and then smoothed it out.