Blacktail Deer Plateau Chase the wind and touch the sky

"Casmir Mayfair," the boy answered, flicking his eyes idly over a curvaceous body that sadly he was much too young to appreciate. to him she seemed odd; silly. in response to her tail-wag, the boy waved his own plume. somehow she reminded him of shego, though not in appearance at all. "he's doing much better; thanks for asking," he said in answer to Pearl's query, ever mindful of the manners drilled into him by his proper mother.

"what are you doing?" asked the curious bantling, much too intrigued by her rolling about to leave well enough alone. "you've got leaves stuck to your coat," he added, tongue lolling in a grin at the girl's antics.