Broken Antler Fen You're just like an angel

It turned out Toad's alarm was unneeded, which she was surprised by. It didn't seem that cold to her, but maybe her winter coat had just become thick enough that she had stopped noticing it. That seemed plausible. The other casually walked across the ice to her, which of course proved the point that it was entirely safe as the stranger said it. Toad smiled sheepishly, feeling a bit silly for screaming at an adult woman she didn't know as if she was a child away from her mother. Her ears fell a bit, though her tail still waved behind her.

Lair of dragons.
Immediately, Toad perked up with excitement, eyes glassy with wonder. T-Toad Amelia, she said, immediately followed by, Did you say dragons? I mean— she blinked, now feeling both stupid and rude. And you are..?

Now that she had successfully ruined the flow of conversation, she took a short breath, looking curiously at the woman. She didn't know many who spoke of dragons. The woman had gorgeous eyes. Her coat was a soft grey with pleasant markings. Toad thought she was beautiful.