Bramblepoint it’s so cliché to say these things

Stuff he says, and she giggles despite the initial disgust on her face after he spits out some sort of colorful gross stuff that he seemed to have had a hard time swallowing. Ew, what is that anyway, she wondered as she took a wee sniff at the lump from where she stood - at a distance - not wanting to really take a good whiff than from where she was standing by getting closer. As if, if she got too close the thing would stain her fur. Stuff looks gross.

Chocolate eyes found their way back to the boy as she moved on from the goo, sidestepping a little so that if she walked forward, there was no way that she could even come close to stepping on it. He leaned weirdly and so mirrored him in a way, swaying her hips to one side in a dramatic, elegant motion, stepping forward just a bit to take a closer look at the boy. Ooooh~ doing... things. Coyly she replied as if his answer was a game and she was willing to play.