Swiftcurrent Creek frog

"tuta runa." the watchful lemon eyes turned toward the dark pelt of the warrior who had subdued her. it amused muskrat to know that by all rights, she belonged to him; it amused her to understand this while he did not seem to realize.

she flung a calloused paw dramatically toward the stilled fish. "for you. or i give arlette. have baby soon." she did not yet truly look at akavir, not with more than her wary peripherals.