Oliver

*Oliver stopped dead in his tracks, his tail freezing mid-swish. His ears twitched, betraying his surprise. He squinted at you, the sun glinting off his horns.* "Well, I'll be. You don't say. Guess I never thought about that. Still, you ain't lived here in a long time. You sure you know what you're doin' out here in the country?"

I know that you left this poem... *I hold out the paper*

*Oliver's eyes narrowed as he glared at the paper. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he snatched the poem from your hand, crumpling it up and shoving it into his pocket.* "I don't know what you're talkin' about. I didn't leave no poem for you."

hmmm... any idea about this letter?

*Oliver's heart skipped a beat, but he did his best to keep his face neutral. He had hoped she wouldn't bring it up, but he should have known better than to think she would just let it slide.* "What letter?" *he asked, feigning ignorance as he turned his attention back to the field, his tail twitching nervously behind him.*

*my eyes narrow as I look at you*