Moonspear My favorite wine is tequila.

Toad's expression shifted again, her playful smile reassuring the youngster. She felt encouraged that she was nudging this in the right direction, though Meerkat still wasn't sure what to do or say next until Toad posed a question, two actually. They would require a little bit of critical thinking on her part but they were the perfect inquiries to get the ball rolling.

-"Well, he's strong and handsome, with a really good heart. He's the most caring wolf I know and I have three parents!"- Meerkat chirped. -"You seem really kind and you're really pretty!"- Even as she said it, she realized that wasn't much of substance. Surely there was a lot more to Toad than an easy smile.

-"Bronco likes to hunt and guard. He's also really good at playing games. Sometimes he pretends to be a weird dinosaur,"- Meerkat shared in the next breath, her expression fond. -"What kinds of things do you like to do?"- Sharing interests wasn't just crucial, it would give Meerkat a lead on what sort of date to arrange.

That thought made her practically glow as it occurred to her. Once she figured out if Toad was interested, she could set up a time and place for the two of them to hang out. That begged a question: had they met, at all? She didn't think so. She would have to ask, if Toad herself didn't volunteer the information in the course of her responses.