Lake Rodney put on a pretty little number, i'm wearing you still

Thankful for the camouflage afforded by her thick fur, Ivy felt her cheeks heat up at his comment.  Good handling size?  Well, that was a new one.  The small girl cleared her throat and tossed another raised-brow glance his way.  With age she'd slowly learned that a well-timed look - situation dependent, of course - said a great deal more than words.  But this time it was mostly because she didn't know what to say and coming back with nothing seemed a better choice than a thoughtless, half-assed attempt at a quip.  Couldn't have that!

Names, though.. names she could do.  Ivy, she replied promptly.  The grayscale girl took several tiny steps away from the shore unti Lake Rodney's cool water was lapping just past her delicate ankles.  Are we gonna go or not?  Though her tone was impatient, her light green eyes were still full of mirth and mischeif.  I don't want to have to drag you in, she teased.