Wild Berry Meadow you swallow me, i'm a pill on your tongue

she could see he was interested in her at least in some way by the way his gaze lingered, in the arch of his tail, but was becoming frustrated by his inaction.  if she knew the gory thoughts that raced there behind his eyes, she could have prepared herself, she could have run —

but reigi stood once more, mimicking his stance and arching her tail over her body, more insistently wagging at him.  nobody had ever reacted to her advances with such indifference before, only surging her on.

in an uncharacteristic doelike fashion, she sprung from his reach, making playful catch-me-if-you-can circles as she wove between the trees.  and if he showed no more interest?  

she'd lurch in long enough to try to nab that skull and find someone who could be better company.