Whitebark Stream Linoleum aisles that I love to get lost in

A bark from upriver made her shift her head, and her brows raised when she was met with the sight of a swarthy stranger on immediate approach. He looked young - probably around her own age - and the closer he got, the more interested Tavi became. He quickly tried to dissuade her from moving on (at least, that's how she took it). "Oh, spooky!" A smirk graced her snout, and she sidled up close to him, playing coy as she looked over his shoulder at the area behind him. "I guess I'll need someone to, ah, keep me company then?" Swish swish went her tail, happy to have such yummy company. Before he could respond, she began to stride along again - but her attention slipped across the dark stranger, sizing him up with devious eyes.