Hushed Willows Everything you are

Grace might've passed up her friend if not for her groan. Ears perked, the dark female swerved and limped towards the lighter woman. She was someone Grace felt she could talk to, someone she knew would one day be more than just a slight friend. Perhaps one day they would raise young together, or maybe even bonding further than possible. 
       "Hey Kunik, whatcha doin?"
Still, females were so much easier to talk to and approach than males, even if her confidence had been boosted.