Totoka River who wouldn't wanna be me

Luke chuckled. "Real special," he agreed, for he knew that he had an entrancing, harmonious voice, and it would be rare for someone to find it a displeasure to the ears. Most were content to sit and listen to him, and the odd few were happy to join in.

"I have no problems getting noticed," he winked. If it were not his blue nose, tongue, and pads catching someone's attention than it was his exceptionally sunny nature. Many were optimistic and outgoing, but Luke had taken those traits and made a lifestyle out of it. He literally went where the wind blew him and the river carried him, as he often told others, was seldom concerned about anything, and was always ready to try something new or do something different on a whim.

"So how long you been a lone wolf for?" he asked.