Dragoncrest Cliffs bulldog? or pug :o

Even with the thorn still stuck between his teeth did the little Drakru chuckle like a choking hyena. He did not know why he found the fallen bird so hilarious, but he assumed it had something to do with his grumpiness. And, seeing that it came from a tiny thorn, it was even more humorous to the shadow follower. His bright eyes lit up when the other apologized, chuckling a bit after. Sane he wasn't, but the little Robin could not blame him for it. The clock had not gotten him into this mess.

It would've hurt more if I had done it like a snail. He hated those slimy creatures, often referring to them whenever something took long. Never did he have to apply it to his Shadow friend though, they were always completely in sync. That's strange - your heart is supposed to pound in your chest. Sirio joked, lifting to pick up the stick he had been eyeing like a hawk and ran it through the bushes. When he returned with a cotton candy like treat of sticky thread, he gave another look of "may I?".