Big Salmon Lake That depends, who's asking?

"Not very social? I think that you are too hard on yourself," Birk countered and wagged his tail to make a point. "Not a butterfly or a chatter-box like me, but - hey - you have not tried to eat my face so far," he added light heartedly. Compared to his antisocial aunt Sheba, whose vocabulary consisted of only two words - growl and attack without warning - the fairy here was the soul of a party. 

"Where are you heading, if that is not a secret?" he asked curiously.