Lost Creek Hollow it's the only way for me

He really was a pretty boy; she nearly thought she might purr as he settled next to her.

Leaning to his shoulder her inspection began, muzzle carefully sifting through his fur in search of the burr. Have you been on your own long? She asked, to make conversation if nothing else.

If the burr was here, it was damn hard to find. She couldn't complain too much, however.