Overture Downs and only she can make it right

Arlette had turned to him. Her tail a friendly wag. Luckily the stranger didn't mind it that she had been a little closer. She instantly noticed the rasp in his voice and wondered if it was always like that or if something was ailing him. "On your own?," she asked curiously, decided to not instantly judge the male by his voice and comment on it. She quirked up her lips. Ready to leave if the stranger didn't want any small talk with her. She knew it was absolutely possible for the male to feel that way. She wouldn't be offended.

Sorry for the delay!