Almost as soon as Zora began the tedious task of egg rolling, she was interrupted. The glowing vixen looked up as she was spoken to, dark eyes glittering with excitement upon the discovery that she had never met the feline before. The introduction to new people was always exciting. Her little head dipped to the side as she tried to remember what she had been asked, having been too caught up in delight to really soak in the words. “Oh... this? I found it. I looked around for a nest, but I couldn’t find one. Who might you be?”
Another was quick to approach the scene, this one familiar. He’d been there when she joined. She paused to recall his name, quickly racking her memories and coming up with it. “Hello, Aurum. I think it does, or else this will have been a waste of ti- oh, hello! Who are you?” Her train of thought was suddenly interrupted as she noticed a wolf standing there. Silently. Watching. That seemed a bit strange, but all company was good company, so she quickly disregarded this thought as she greeted him politely.
Pondering what she might say next, the vixen glanced up at the sky just in time to see Isaac alight on the ground next to her. She leans into his pleasant touch, enjoying the gentle tug of feathers on fur before it settled over her. Zora looked up at him, affectionately touching her muzzle to the underside of his wing and indulging in his delightful floral scent. “Good afternoon, Isaac. There isn’t a nest to put it back to. I checked. It was all alone, isn’t that sad?” she asked rhetorically, letting her words linger for a moment before tacking on nonchalantly: “I’ve decided to take it in for us.”
Another was quick to approach the scene, this one familiar. He’d been there when she joined. She paused to recall his name, quickly racking her memories and coming up with it. “Hello, Aurum. I think it does, or else this will have been a waste of ti- oh, hello! Who are you?” Her train of thought was suddenly interrupted as she noticed a wolf standing there. Silently. Watching. That seemed a bit strange, but all company was good company, so she quickly disregarded this thought as she greeted him politely.
Pondering what she might say next, the vixen glanced up at the sky just in time to see Isaac alight on the ground next to her. She leans into his pleasant touch, enjoying the gentle tug of feathers on fur before it settled over her. Zora looked up at him, affectionately touching her muzzle to the underside of his wing and indulging in his delightful floral scent. “Good afternoon, Isaac. There isn’t a nest to put it back to. I checked. It was all alone, isn’t that sad?” she asked rhetorically, letting her words linger for a moment before tacking on nonchalantly: “I’ve decided to take it in for us.”