Wapun Meadow Blessing the rain

A myriad of changes went over his companion – hesitance and potential aggression initially swept over her in the way her form hulkered down – but as she seemed to realize that the boy before her was no more of a threat than a bunny rabbit, she seemed to shift to amused.

Rifter was used to such things, and at her friendly greeting, his own tail waved through the air with a clumsy beat. “Only the exceptionally pretty ones,” he determined with a lopsided grin. She was far out of his league, but the playful banter was certainly welcome, and the silver male gave a lavish bow of his forelimbs – both foolish and unorthodox. “And what might be milady’s name?” Of course, no one talked in such terms any longer.. but without having companionship for awhile now, it was an understatement to say that Rifter felt giddy at the opportunity presented before him.