Otter Creek Beginning of the End

Pushing any common sense he had left to the side, he slid off his perch and began to approach the she-wolf. He kept his head high and his tail low - confident, but not threatening. A demeanor he had perfected over time.

As he grew closer he called out, "How is it that you catch anything jumpin' 'round like that?" The comment was followed by a snicker.

He tended not to bother with himself worrying about how his words came off, but looking over the other he felt a twinge of regret. Thick, stunning fur and alluring eyes - he could only hope that she had a similar sense of humour.