Swiftcurrent Creek Clairvoyence

Not used to seeing smiles in his presence, when the small Tuwawi turned back towards him and was grinning, Haunter was slightly confused at its latency. He might've smiled back, but his features didn't support the expression, so his face remained more or less neutral against her genteel countenance. Still, because he felt her joy, the tip of his tail began to wag, which soon traveled along the entire appendage as she explained the sighting of mule deer. Her idea sounded far better than what he'd had in mind, which was to wander about until they each found something to individually partake in.

He nodded in affirmation of her choice and then began to slowly lope south as she had directed. His long legs moved in deliberate gradualness to accommodate the length of her shorter ones, but she was a spry individual, and hardly needed the compensation. He looked at her sidelong, and in an effort to further become acquainted with those he was living with, asked: "have you been with the Creek long?"