Willow lashed her tail in frustration. She was mad with herself that she couldn't get it right, but still had a mouse-sized bit of optimism in her and tried again.Crimson flung her off in a moment, but if she hadn't switched direction, he wouldn't have even let her touch him. "Good. But this time, get a better grip on my shoulders."
"Why does your fur look purple in the sun?" She asked