Porcupine Ridge Sapphire

Portia rolls her eyes, but soaks up the compliments with delight. "Oh please," she chirps, daintily lifting a paw. "You flatter me, Mr. Stark." Her eyes find his face again and she tilts her head to the side as she listens, her tail tapping the earth again. "Tall, dark, handsome... and a mountainman-- of all things honey," she teases, her white teeth glinting in the pale light. "You are quite the catch aren't you?" she says, quirking an eyebrow.

"What mountain did you scale last?" she asks, hoping to find a decent conversation.