Whitebark Stream Linoleum aisles that I love to get lost in

She back pedals a little bit and the smile on his face only gets bigger.  She tries to deny it but can’t find a reason he’d been lying and that alone was enough to make his chest puff out even more and he’d preen himself like a cat if she weren’t around.  She doesn’t remaining seating for long, rolling her eyes and dramatically standing and barging off in the other direction.  

Ukko jerks his head a little when she decide where she’s going and whether or not he wants to come, but before he can choke out a response, he jumps forward and barks.

“You can’t go that way.  It’s claimed.” 

His demeanor changes a little—he’s still fairly relaxed and calm, but she’s about to step over something she might not be able to get herself out of.  And whehter or not Ukko could save her, well, he isn’t entirely sure his leaders would take to another trespasser with the track record he’d been informed about.