Herbalists' Cache all places the same

hoooow did you know I was hoping to attract you <3

Laughter — not something the isbjørn had been expecting to hear. In truth, he'd felt quite alone in the little hollow. Had felt quite alone for some time by then. Perhaps it shouldn't have been, but tipping his head back to see a stranger hanging like a bat from the earth was something of a revelation.

He rolled to his belly so that she was standing right-side up and swept his tail across the bed he'd made of crushed mint.

"Somethin' funny, ma'am?" he asked in a voice full of faux challenge. He did not mind being caught in such a frivolous activity, but he played into the narrative all the same.

For a moment, anyway. In the next, he was stalking toward her low on his belly, his body language hunting but his eyes bright with curiosity and mirth. He could smell her over the strong scent of mint as he grew closer. There was little that could draw him in more quickly than the sweet smell of spring in a woman's blood. It was a scent he'd like to bathe in just as surely as the mint.