Swiftcurrent Creek Generation I

Etienne watched the approach and the fur along his nape rose, and his shoulders tightened, but he didn't outright show any aggression. She didn't seem to be wanting to cause harm and she was being nice. He looked at teh plants and he swallowed the bile that lit up his throat as she proceeded to tell him what was what.

He bit back the sharp retort and laid his ears to his skull. Ashamed at himself for his less than polite thoughts. He nodded, but said nothing. Allowing Suzu to speak.

Only adding, in a small voice. Dey be fine. I be takin' good care of my sister and 'er babies. T'ank you for dey 'erbs miss. Arlette.