Swiftcurrent Creek Silence like a cancer grows

doing okay. repeated with a little cackle, pupils in far corners of eyes, throwing one leg over the other - as if the thought of concern for her flawed flesh was funny!

mmm, good as be.  she rolled her chin on top of her paws, looking the poor bror from an angle, then another.

does bror mean he like "ohh-kei" women?

if so, can be done! 

grin.