Porcupine Ridge i hate to brag...

Anwyl had kind of been avoiding Jhala since the kiss. They hadn't met many times, but he already had a huge crush on her. The kiss had been embarrassing, what if she didn't like him the same way? Could they still be friends? He'd been pouring about it for a little, trying to come up with something to do. But he didn't have much time to think, because he could  hear Jhala coming this way now. He began to freak out. What was she going to say? What should he say? Soon Jhala would be upon him and he wouldn't know what to do. Oh shit.

The silver male stood, beginning to walk forwards to find her. He rounded a tree and then he saw her, a beautiful dark grey female standing in the shimmering white snow. He almost went blank just looking at her. Ugh boys. Hey... Jhala! I'm so sorry about the other day, I just... Umm. He shrugged, having no idea what to say to her.