Emberflame Ridge At night he becomes a bartender

The forest itself seemed healthy, for the most part. Unclaimed and wild, home to rabbits, deer, squirrels- and a fair few mice, she noted. She tread past the skin a snake had shed and left behind, and commented silently on the way life worked; if there were many mice in the area, there would also be snakes. Here and there, trees stood without leaves- tall, bare, and split with dark markings that might've been left by a strike a long time ago. Interesting enough- but Lilia wanted to see what a fresh strike looked like. 

She paused when she caught sight of honeyed fur moving through the forest. If she'd not been paying enough attention, she might've mistook him for a young buck, due to the sheer height he reached at his withers. His features were pleasant, sunny- though she found her gaze drawn to the paler side of his face, where his yellow eye was smiling and kind. 

She wasn't quick to warm, though she decided immediately that in spite of his size, he wouldn't likely be a threat. "Play?" She asked, skeptically. The nearer he came, the more she found herself wondering if she could outpace him, if she had to. Her ears flicked back, lightly defensive. "Nah. I wanna find where the lightning th-truck." She stated bluntly.