Stavanger Bay I got that lava flow.

It took Fossil a moment to realize that this guy was little more than a pup - less than half his own age, and already turning in to quite an irritation. He turned and scoffed at the boy, finding him less appealing by the moment, but not at all afraid of anything he might do. "Oh yeah? And who are you to stop me?"

Truth be told, Fossil wasn't the kind of guy to go ruffling feathers. He would rather just skeedaddle before this kid's older brother - or dad, or mom - came calling. Besides, there wasn't much indication that the kid was accompanied by anyone. If he was alone, Fossil could get away with whatever he wanted. 

Before the kid could answer the (somewhat rhetorical) question, Fossil let out an exaggerated sigh and plunked his leg back down. Ahhh, that felt mightily good! "You don't look big enough to be ownin' anything, much less this specific tree." Plus, what did it matter? Fossil was clearly just needing to empty his bladder; he had no intention of actually causing any harm. Kids these days! Taking everything so seriously.