Redhawk Caldera Not a wing flapper in sight.

The boop was met with a shrill squeak and he squirmed with  new determination toward the seriously blurry attacker. Once he was pressed against the solid fur of a foreleg he opened his mouth and began to gnaw at her leg with the same amount of terrifying fierceness a caterpillar had when eating a leaf. He let loose a series of growls and whines, trying to get back at this unknown beast for assaulting his snoot. Then he hiccuped,burped and began to laugh at the series of sounds, Apparently not quite the brightest youth just yet.