Swiftcurrent Creek Even if we're discovered, just be sure to wear your best

Mae was hellbent on leaving a wonderful first impression, it seemed, and as she puffed up to full fluffy puppy height and barked, Akavir withheld a sigh and roll of his eyes, instead favoring the moment with a nudge to her rump that would reveal his distaste for her attitude—a low crooning growl that acted as a warning for her bad manners.

That was when Vystra spun delicately upon the spot—delicate ivory fur stark against the spring ground and her playful intentions revealing a rather attractive quality in the girl. She took the lacking welcome like a champ, and bemusement flickered in the eyes of the Mayfair as he watched the two interact for a moment.