Bearclaw Valley you wouldn't make it

The dark woman turned, eyeing him darkly with a rumble. But her lifted plume only engaged his interest further, and he would not let his eyes off her as he quietly observed. She was a beast- gigantic in size, certainly larger than the painfully average Toad. There was a challenge in the way she eyed him- at least he interpreted it this way, rather than as a go away signal. Perhaps influenced by his hormones- but he came forward slowly, muscles shifting in his back like a panther. If he could get close to her, great- if they could spar, even better. She was new here; why not test her skill?