Otter Creek I’m a wandering soul, Traveling a well worn road

Eti blinked and smiled. Graceful and sweet and dipped his muzzle down.

T'ank you. Most just be callin' me Eti.

He sniffed at some of the wounds as he cleaned and pressed.

Base on smell i say Big Cat.

Etienne stepped back and sighed, another paw going to readjust some of the gossamer webs.

Dat dere be de best i can do. Now it be up to 'im