Stone Circle safe place

Thankfully she didn't realise what he had done and Charles decided that it was easiest to just forget about it right away. Sticks was the new subject of the day and one he felt much more comfortable around. He halted not far from Leta, wanting to close in for a physical greeting but also wanting to appear cool and getting stuck in the middle in the end. So he stood a little awkwardly and waited, staring at Leta as she talked.

Then she looked expectantly at him, and he realised that he should say something. What did she say again? Oh, right, yeah, sticks. Yeah like... I like to chew 'em and stuff. Charles tried to sound confident and cool, but his changing scratchy voice made him sound like, well, an awkward teenager. Collect 'em? Yeah, I've got a whole big collection. Why'd you say that, you dum-dum. You don't have a collection at all. What if she wants to see them? Anyway, why don't we go look for some new sticks for the collection? Hey, maybe you could start your own. Charles grinned smoothly, though his wiry, plucky fur didn't do him any favours.