Rising Sun Valley Dear Fellow Traveller

Undeterred, he took the act still further. Pitching half to the side, Louis didn't get any closer, but he did make a show of displaying his throat and reached out with a foreleg to paw the air near her porcupined-fur.

The quiver of his tail reduced only ever so slightly, still strewn behind him. Still he grumbled with a fearless kind of playfulness, licking his lip and then yipping again. He knew she wasn't heartless. He didn't really expect to be hurt.

Even if he'd misjudged and she bit him, he'd certainly have a story to tell from it all. But he'd much rather see her smile.