Dragoncrest Cliffs Yeah she steals like a theif

She looked up at him with doleful eyes as he moved to touch her shoulder. Her cheeks grew warm, and a smile grew across her features. She blinked up at him, a bit overwhelmed by his sudden closeness. She could smell the sea in his fur, and against the sky his fur was emblazoned with rustic highlights. Her heart fluttered again. 

Her courage was buoyed, and she straightened up again. Still, she felt the warmth in her cheeks, but she stepped forward now with renewed confidence. "I wanna thee thith beath-t!" She said, before she politely added "Pweathe," With a fluttering of her eyelashes. "What kind of beath-t ith is?" She asked, curious not as to what exactly he was referring.