Jade Fern Grove slay the nemean lion

She took his affirmation as an invitation, and tilting her head up lightly, she parted her lips in a faint grin, revealing only the tips of her fangs. She swayed her tail, and strolled toward him, her pace a casual saunter, moving in such a way that she’d begun to learn and experiment with- for the way it earned her the reward of a second glance. One that lingered.

”Yeah, I remember you,” She shrugged one shoulder. She lowered her gaze to his feet and brought it up. He didn’t look much older than her- perhaps by a year, she thought- but even then, he’d been a leader. Something she’d admired ravenously. 

She paused, leaning into her forepaws as she stretched her stance out into a show-pose. ”You remembuh me?” She asked, with a coquettish grin.