Lost Creek Hollow the kingsroad

His tail, which had fallen limp under the prospect of rejection, suddenly picked up again. It waved slowly, tentative about getting too excited. She wasn't sending him away at least, and this he took to be a small victory; especially given how innately social he was. "Me neither," he told the tawny girl, smiling with a bit more enthusiasm as he'd discovered common ground for them to stand on. "Did you wanna, uh, check this place out? With.. y'know, with me?" Rickon tried, unable to shadow the hope in his tone, though decidedly he held very little for this mistrustful young woman. This would be his first less-than awesome meeting with someone here in Teekon, but it would most certainly not be his last.

Still, there was a chance to turn this particular happenstance around. Or so he thought. "My name's Rickon... if that helps any," he thought to mention, and yet doubted it served any purpose other than to make him sound as foolish as he felt.