Seaside Moors Back To the Sea!

She was not assuming about his character over his scars though she was trying to figure him out, this man her mother was comfortable being around. Their conversation was easy, friendly so she drew lines where they might not be. She observed him, curious about this man. She found that he seemed oblivious, at least to her mother's condition and when similar colored eyes looked to her with that knowing sense she could only smile in return. 

He was clueless in that aspect, but who was he, what was his name? "we could always make them too, if the mothers don't find them to their liking." she spoke for the first time, a gentle cadence that held honey and silk. She nuzzled her mother as they walked, looking over at the larger man with a friendly smile. Yes, she would dig a den if her mother wanted something different.