Otter Creek muramasa

Hey, thats wonderful! She chiped, using the drier parts of the grass to clean the soil she'd skidded into earlier off her paws. Getting a closer look at him, the man wasn't completely shadow-pelted. There were highlights of white along his chest and back. I can be a bit clumsy at times, so im glad I didn't cause any animosity between us....but besides that, have a great day sir! -- and with that, along with grin, she continued shuffling (slowly) down the path of the river once again.

.......not really. It only took Yukimi's a couple steps forward until she eventually paused. Turning her head over a pallid shoulder, large glacier orbs peered at the man once again curiously, and soon the snowbird found herself making her way back over to them.

My name is Yuki. What about you?