Lake Rodney little boy blue and the man in the moon

Sarnai dipped her head to fuss with the fur on one of her legs, trying desperately to smooth it out.

The lady of another court was trying to help her too, not sharing the scent of Caracal. And that...that was worse. The lord of her court wouldn’t approve. But, she would not turn her down, much like she wouldn’t turn down the young lord. She didn’t need to be cast more into shadow.

It has bean....while. She tried to focus on the leg fur she was worrying.

Hunting was...uh...не положено? Not um...allow? For lady at home. She had been talking so much. Was it too much? She let out a soft eep.