Silverlight Terrace I'm not my season

Bridget settled in fairly quickly, sitting down and making herself at home a short ways inside the entrance. She glanced out again, then looked back at him with a somewhat amused smile. Don't sound too excited, there, Foxfur. A girl might get ideas. She chuckled, but there wasn't any mocking to it. She understood that it wasn't her. Clearly something was bothering this guy and the jest was a light attempt to knock a smile back on his face.

These lands. Sounded like he wasn't planning on sticking around, and like he wasn't from around here. His name was different from most in Teekon, and from any she'd heard. Though there were a few in her area that had animals for names, and she wondered if he had any connection with Towhee's bunch. That'd be a wild coincidence.