Otter Creek so have you got the guts?

relmyna's nightcub watched the hulked male with rapt attention; when he shifted grandly upright she instinctively braced back -- ears cupping to her skull in a moment's gesture of uncertainty.

the toad still under tow, astara's ears flicked ahead as the thick-furred male spoke; a dark rumble at once both intimidating and kingly -- if astara had any such notion of what sovereignity was..

unfortunately for vaati, his query went unanswered. astara had caught the interest in his gaze, and mistaking it as interest in seizing her toy, crouched to the ground protectively. a quiet rumble fumbled in her throat, weak and low -- for she wanted no part in seeing her treasured toy absconded with by anyone but herself, naturally.