Bearclaw Valley there are so many books i mean to read

his shouting seemed to have dissuaded his giraffe-born companion; to the small and round child, nunataq was quite tall. he made as if to bustle away from her, only to have his fat haunch rudely poked by one of her outstretched paws. "I SAY NO!" merrick hollered, swinging around to confront her.
lowering his hard poll, the boy charged the short distance between himself at the girl. a growl bubbled from his throat, flung behind him like some avenger's cape; merrick intended to defend his overreaction by demanding with his teeth his napoleon syndrome be taken seriously.