Larksong Grotto All I Need is Green

Sorry Charley's such an asshole. xD

Zaavier's casual attidude pissed him off at first, but his lip had only started to twitch up when Asper cut in. Again, she had his full attention. Talk of the fish put an even further confused look on his face, and he sniffed at it. Salty, yes, but Charley rather liked the taste. 
        "Is it bad or something?"
He leaned his head towards her, giving her a curious sniff and, after, gently rubbed his face against her. Mostly in affection, of course, but not so deep down it gave him a strong feeling of pride when she smelled just a LITTLE bit more like him. It then clicked that the coyote-looking male asked a question, referring to him as one of the twins.
                   "Yes, I'm Charley Pryor, an old friend of Reeks."