Blacktail Deer Plateau staring down the hole again

And like Mordecai, I already wanna cuddle her... ;~;

Her investigation of him was quick and in his eyes, a little on the sweet side. She couldn't have been too old, yet the eagerness that she met him with was refreshing. Of the medley of scents that came from her, he couldn't pick out whether or not he knew her family or not. It was unlikely, as he was certain he hadn't met Blue Willow any time in the past. Still, Eilidh was a peach and already was beginning to win over the Ostrega without having to do much of anything.

"Mordecai," he said, slowly. Trying to enunciate his name in some way that would make it easy for her to grasp onto. Easier to remember, even. With his tail beating evenly on the damp ground, he pawed at her gently, tempting her to whatever form of play she knew. "Where's your mom?" he decided to inquire gently, wondering if she had gone out for a short while. If that were the case, he was surprised no one was watching the den. Unless of course, they were watching it from afar — another likely reason he refrained from rising.