Golden Glade The Colour Red

She listened to him speak, nosing. Unfazed by his lack is hostility, she blinked at the sudden playful lunge. Where she came from if hardly ever did anything but snow. It made her wonder if she should appreciate autumn more too. "Well was it any fun?" She questioned, the sight of him grooming her fur making her want to start grooming her own. She drew her tongue over her paw, dragging it over her ear lightly.

"Perhaps I oughta try it sometime." She said. Whether she was making a note to self or talking to him was unclear.