Redhawk Caldera invisible bus stop

Oh, if only he could. Fortunately, troublepaws could not fully grasp what his mother was saying or he may have gotten the idea that such a thing was possible, and would then set out on an epic quest to achieve it. Or not. He probably would have gotten bored and gave up partway through. In the meantime, after a quick glance to his mother while she spoke, his attention was claimed by the squirrel. He gave up dancing, hopping and prancing, and sat on his rump.

This was not the first time he had squared off with a squirrel in a tree, and it wouldn't be the last. But this time, as he started barking back for every swear it made at him (because we all know squirrels have filthy filthy mouths) his bark started to morph. His jaw quivered as the solid barks became clacking chatters of their own, interspersed with sharp squeaks. The inflection was remarkably similar to the squirrel's own, enough so that rodent himself stopped to peer down at this... imposter.