Shy Deer Steppes Vulpine

Seff he called himself, her head rose once more and she slowly lowered herself to her haunches.  He wanted to know if she was from around her, which she was of course, because Broken Antler Fen really wasn't all that far from here.  "Nice to meet you Seff," she began in a quieter tone, "I am from around here actually.  From a place called Broken Antler Fen."  She made sure to keep vague about where the Fen was for now, because while Seff seemed nice enough, she had learned through experience that even someone who seemed nice could be cruel at heart.  So for now she'd stick to vague.

"What about you Seff?  Are you from around here?"  She asked him, wrapping her tail over her paws, eyes focused on the stream, just in case some unlucky fish swam by that could be her lunch.  Yet for now none showed themselves.