Silver Creek Silver Waters

Heston, so he was named, was not only polite but handsome, a double whammy in Amber's eyes. Respecting her sister's rules, not to mention the gentlemanly way he spoke to Amber, were points for him at the moment. Smile widening into a grin, Amber drew closer to the male with her feathery tail waving in the water behind her. 
                  "My sister runs a tight ship, I see, but clearly she saw something in you or she'd have sent you away. By your scent around here, I'd say it shouldn't be long."
Heat? Well, perhaps that could be it, or even bordeom,  but it was more the gentle tug of her fur and the weightless feeling she got while bouying in the water. Settling her deep eyes on the pale man, Amber gave him an answer to everything he wanted to know, maybe then some. It was clear in her body language she was happy he was here, and even the thought of being alone again made the ebony woman want to wrinkle her nose in distaste, even if she didnt.
                               "A little bit of both, I suppose, and the simple fact that I like water. You aren't disturbing me, in fact I was hoping for some company."