Lake Rodney strung in my web

He chuckled at her words, tail waving lightly behind him. Well you're no bear, are you? He responded, as though to say that their shared species alone was enough for him to seek companionship. The woman seemed pleasant enough upon first impressions, anyways.

The tiger's eye sat himself down once more, happy to remain still if she did not need tending to. I am Cinar. Could I ask your name? A paw came to his chest as he spoke.

Admittedly he was a bit starved for conversation. Cinar was not so suited to wandering - pack life was easier for him, a life where you never had to look far for company.