((Over 100 words again! Oops))
“Break time!”
Phaedra found herself almost dropping the cup of chai tea that was thrust into her paw, but managed to juggle it as she leaned the pitchfork she’d been working with against the wall. She turned to see her friend, Dante, strolling into the stables with his usual sociable presence filling the space.
He sat himself in a pile of hay. “So what are the critters talking about today?” He grinned at Phaedra and gestured around him with his own teacup.
“Well..” Phaedra drew the word out before pausing to sip the tea and look around the animals in the stables. “It's springtime, so- care to guess?”
It was a brief moment before Dante burst into laughter. “Why Clicks! Are you getting several earfuls of horniness‽”
Phaedra choked on her swallow of tea, sputtering with a cough through chittering giggles. She gave Dante a chastising look, but the reprimand was lessened by her own tells of amusement. Dante observed that *and* her lack of contradiction to be taken as encouragement for his guess.
“Ahh! Well, now you MUST tell me all the dish, girl!” Dante urged with gossipy glee, grinning with winsome slyness over his teacup.
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