Dragoncrest Cliffs The Weak are Curel

Good. Bobby thought, then let a smile come to his face. He trotted a little bit forwards now, seeing as the woman didn't come any closer. She introduced herself as Shalon, her tone a bit awkward. It was almost as if she didn't know how to talk to him. Uh oh, was she adulting him? He hoped not, because he hated being adulted. He wanted her to talk to him as if he was a fully grown boy, not some pint sized pup! He decided to go ahead and introduced himself, Bobbin. He replied, and glanced behind her at the cliffs.

At her next comment, Bobbin frowned. So she was adulting him. He knew the cliffs were dangerous, that's why he'd asked and made sure she wasn't going to jump off them. Yeah I know. I'm not dumb. He pouted, sitting down and curling his black tail around his paws.