Honeyed Pasture [M] bargaining chip

Maybe she wouldn't need to go much further after all.

A man came into view; lanky, a pretty coat, and those eyes.. he was older, too. She had always liked older. Standing to return his greeting with a raised, wagging tail, she didn't say anything immediately.

Was he here for the reason she hoped? More than that, was he worthy. Hokulani had time to be picky, and looks weren't the only thing that mattered. He needed to be healthy, at least by scent.

But why wasn't he moving closer already? That alone agitated her. You're standing so far away! Feeling shy? She called out, the words leaving her tongue without any sign of the hesitation that came with carefully crafted sentences.