Blacktail Deer Plateau creep

At this display, Kindle was further relaxed — and more intrigued as well. He was still honing his charm, and despite what he'd told his young nephew, most women still didn't have much time for his antics. His tail wheeled in pleasure as she continued to entertain him, and he was eager now to make conversation.

"Not as such," he disagreed, though privately, he supposed she'd guessed right. "I'm chaperoning my nephew. He's wandering. I'll have to catch up to him, soon enough."

Babysitting was not an impressive venture, he thought, and neither was it impressive that he'd only broke away from his mother a few short weeks ago. Nothing on the months that Hokulani had allegedly spent on her own. He was sensitive to these shortcomings, and so he sought to make up the difference with native charm and pure animal magnetism.

"I've done some travelling, though," he hinted, hoping she wouldn't ask after what had essentially been family beach trips and ritual pilgrimages. He tried to distract her with a smile, crawling a bit closer on his belly to try a nose-to-nose sniff.