Blackfeather Woods [m] Why do we sleep when we want to hide?

A handsome tawny-furred man appeared from the murky shadows with sweet words. Marina laughed and graced him with a smile, feeling suddenly quite welcoming of his company. I think it fits me pretty well, She countered good-naturedly. I think you'll agree, once you get to know me a little better. 

She stepped closer, tail waving as she openly studied him. It was an invitation, but if he didn't have the wits to recognize it or the confidence to take it, Marina would quickly lose interest.