Whitefish River Homegrown Honey

The large young male looked at the female. He had not encountered a seal before, nor a real sea to be really honest. The girl seemed so happy to meet a kin of hers, he almost couldn't break her heart. Yet, he didn't know about the culture she spoke of. If he would lie he would easily be caught. "I arrived recently too!," he retuned, smiling charmingly. His tail gave a friendly wag. Slowly he smiled with kind and a bit of pity. "I am sorry dear girl but I don't know the culture you speak of. I have never seen a sea. I know of the concept but I yet to see the salt water for myself. I also don't know what a Selkie is but I think it has something to do with the skin on your back?"

The grey male sat down and tipped head a bit in an adorable way. A light frown on his face. "I didn't meant to hurt your feelings with that. At least I didn't lie to you. I am a honest and responsible young man," he returned with a softer voice. She had seem so excited and he just crushed that hope. Now he felt a bit bad. He felt like... his father. Uch, he disliked that feeling. He didn't want to be like him at all. He didn't want to crush fantasies and hopes like how his father had ruined his.