Otter Creek the art of the fox

had starling been cognizant of the male's thoughts she would have shrieked and then run, and quickly. but as it was, she wasn't -- she was simply a dumb girl with a princess complex. a dumb girl who, as of right now, had managed to completely ruin this stranger's day.

well, what about her day! he had come to close and violated her space bubble! he made her feel uncomfortable in a way no princess should ever experience. her groomed fur rose again as she thought of what could have happened had she not yelled -- as far as she was concerned, it had been a necessity.

"you licked me!" the songbird practically wailed, her tantrum rising. vigorously she started to lick her paw and coarsely rub the area afflicted by his tongue, scowling murderously at him as she did so.