Witch's Marsh A Toad's Memory

The wind was knocked right out of her. While she was a very light creature and typically able to bounce back (being so accustomed to such awkward shenanigans as this), this time things kept on rolling. The large shape moved as if to accommodate her own, and with a crunch the momentum ceased, leaving the nymph laying astride -- well, a person.

Ibis blinked wide-eyed as the frost settled around them, and the unfamiliar voice roused action from her. As soon as she heard the greeting she realized just what had happened, and backpedaled as best she could. Oh no I'm so sorry are you okay? I didn't -- I didn't see you there, you blend right -- in -- throughout the episode she was trying to climb off of him as painlessly as she could, but.. Who knows what parts she stepped on or kicked in the process.

Once extricated from the tangle of limbs, and the floating plush coat of the stranger, she tried to regulate her racing heart and nearly insurmountable mortification at the whole ordeal. Are you okay? I -- wait, I've seen you before. Blink, blink. The fox boy came to mind, and despite feeling like she's totally alienated this person with that awkward showcase of her finite hunting skills, she smiles to him.