Fox's Glade death at a funeral

Another came, his steps not at all trying to be quiet and secretive as some of those whom had been caught spying on her in these lands before. He comes with interest, tail waving and he seems happy for the possibility of good company. Rosina would give it to him, of course. She was always good company. 

Hello there boy. She speaks, turning to him with bright, intense blue eyes, looking directly at him as though he and he alone now commanded her attention. She smiles, a soft giggle, if only to distract of her use by the term 'boy'. She of course thought himself as such, being much older and yet had no intention of giving that away if she could. Come to keep a lonely lady company?