Otter Creek the art of the fox

starling's eyes widened to the size of saucers as the male lurked forwards, deviance writ across his upturned lips. her fur lifted as if a current ran under it, and in reflex her head arched backwards.

"you wouldn't dare!" the songbird hissed in disbelief. her eyes grew wider with each step he took towards her until at last he had bridged her comfort.

with a shriek a madwoman couldn't even have conjured, starling turned tail -- bounding wildly as fast as her limbs could carry her away from the impish creature. she thought it possible he was only joking -- but she dared not stick around to find out.