Kintla Flatlands fluorescent adolescent

Blue Willow stretched and then she herself went into a play bow before the youthful fox. She chuckled at his tail wagging and his happy grin. He was a sweet young male and she enjoyed his company she would have to leave soon, but she could have one more fun moment a race in the sun was joyful.

She shifted and nodded her head. Very Well Charlemagne. Let's race. But then I a m afraid little fox that I will have to get back and play another day. She tilted her head and waited to see how he would want this to go.