Lost Creek Hollow venus, planet of love

"Woaaah.~" Despite the rush of the moment, Aerasha let out a laxed noise while a bit surprised. She just managed to hear the rustle behind, and the gust of the paws just barely reaching, but was thankful to move right before the wolf bit at her. Dramatically so, she physically rolled over to avoid the fangs. Oh gosh! So close; close to being prey, and so close to slipping in the water! While she was facing the water and rolled sideways, just a bit more the creamed fad couldve tipped in! Rivers aren't straight lines. She felt a little more movement, she may possibly take a dip. Though hey, she still plush. And she'll worry about being too close to the water later. 

"Heeeey.~"  Although the rather rough encounter, she greeted this attempted predator with an easy-going smile, and acted like the hunting moment didn't just happen now.