Otatso Wetlands but she can't be what you need if she's seventeen

the male's tail swayed slightly when she spoke of her name, and she nodded at that. so he did know him. he then proceeded to tell her how the red-eyed girl was a good friend of his. crëyr smiled, if slightly weaker than her usual. "i am too."

then he then turned on the topic of the blue-eyed male she'd encountered. the grayscale female wasn't surprised that he went after a female as if he was going after a simple meal such as a hare. the anger rose up her throat. of course there were many that looked down upon and had a large amount of disrespect for females.

"i'm not. i suppose your scent is one i'm wary of, since i am trying to do everything i can to avoid anything that has to do with him."