Silvertip Mountain But feathers are meant for the sky

She thanked him, and he returned her smile. Their conversation had hit a lull, and Steady racked his brain for something to say. His gaze scanned the area around them, trying to find something to comment on. But, his brain was severely letting him down right now, and he came up with nothing. 

All of a sudden, something swatted his leg, and his head jerked around to see what it was. His eyes narrowed, and he couldn't hold back a playful grin as he realized Niita was suddenly very interested in the very uninteresting tree line. 

Retaliation mandatory, Steady let out a playful growl and opened his jaws, going for her front leg in an attempt to grab it.