Shy Deer Steppes ♣ positive thinking and a metric flip-tonne of good luck

A distinctly unfriendly face lumbered into view. Vlad raised his head to look at her, responding to her angry questions with a wide, ugly grin. "I heving gud face!" he insisted, ears cupping forward to frame the face she claimed was so wrong. Vlad wasn't entirely sure what he looked like these days, but he knew himself to be in possession of two eyes and a vaguely centred nose. Perhaps some of Rat's fleas had set up shop in the fans of his cheeks, but he didn't feel particularly itchy.

Feeling in the mood to tease, Vlad batted an indentical insult right back at the plain-faced female."You face ees the wrong face."