Swiftcurrent Creek No one Dared, Disturb the sound of silence

She chuffs out a laugh, at that, a genuine one. Well, thank you, she raises a paw and punches a well-muscled shoulder in jest. I'll be sure to tell my dad you said that from beyond the grave. 
She ponders it for a moment before a sheepish grin curls at her lip. I prefer women, she boldly proclaims. they just, uhm, make me nervous. And most men are so... gross, her lip twitches in a feigned show of disgust. no offense, or anything. You're not gross. 
Akavir. Oh, Jesus, the mere mention of his name makes her cringe. She was not about to tell Arric she was one wrong move from having slept with him, so in place of such an announcement, she shuffles again. I don't know. Maybe I need to do that thing where I frolic along the beach and 'find myself' first.  And then, she adds; What about you, Arric? You a ladies' man?