Duck Lake the grass is growing on top of my feet

Cole tilted his head slightly, an easy grin spreading across his face. Fair enough, he said with a light chuckle, nodding his agreement.

He paused for a beat, his golden eyes studying her curiously before speaking again. Name’s Cole, he offered, tipping his head in a polite gesture. And you? What should I call ya?

Straightening slightly, he gestured toward the surrounding glade with a flick of his tail. It’s a deal then. We’ll meet back here soon, see what they think of it. His voice held a tone of quiet confidence, already imagining the possibilities. Might even make somethin’ worthwhile outta this.