Hooded figures in the night

When his tail touched hers, under her fur she blushed and was immediately reminded that she thought Kesik was cute and a real gentleman. She felt the want to twine tails, but stopped the urge. He was just a friend, and he wasn't really attracted to her anyway. She frowned a little at the thought that he probably didn't feel the same. He'd called her beautiful, but she was generally pretty, and he wasn't necessarily attracted. She realized she'd been standing there a few moments without moving after he'd said to lead the way, and she quickly darted out the chamber. She began forward, her jet black paws and pink paw pads comforted by the gentle grass and soon-to-bloom flowers. Where do you wanna look first? Autumn asked her friend without glancing back. Instead her amber-speckled eyes scanned the meadow while she wondered where to check out first.