Firefly Glen above the clouds

The slender, dark-furred creature paid him little mind at first, and he wasn't quite sure whether to feel offended or intrigued. A little more of the latter, perhaps, but Grayday was about ready to give up his pursuit by the time she finally rounded back to meet him. Harassment wasn't exactly on his to-do list.

He stilled when she addressed him, subconsciously straightening his posture a little as he realized how blue and pretty her eyes were. Then she called him lonely, and — shit, that was embarrassing. His ears went hot, but he blinked away his embarrassment and tried to look nonchalant.

Yeah, I guess you could say that, Grayday managed after a moment, glancing briefly over his shoulder as if to check for onlookers. Then his eyes found her again, and he offered a slightly shy smile. I'm Grayday. You new to these parts, too?