Cerulean Cape grog blossom

The approach of a shadow didn't register over the sound of her snuffles and grunts, not until the stranger spoke and Farren was startled. The finely enmeshed silver-and-cream of her neck furs puffed immediately, then as she realized it was just a boy (and a thin one at that), any apprehension evaporated.
A wave of her tail welcomed his company. Smiling in a coy way, she answered, Breakfast. You hungry too? He looked young but not too young for her attention.