Mount Apikuni banana seat, a canopy on two wheels

Although she'd never really played the game before, Easy was a bright girl and caught on quickly enough. It was a welcome distraction from Tegan's dumb comments, amusing though they might be. Slowly but surely, Tegan was helping her to develop a thicker skin.

"Is it... my fur?" she asked dubiously, craning her head to glance back at some of the silver-grey splotches on her flanks. She'd been about to ask if it was his face, but he couldn't exactly see that, could he? Actually - with a bit of straining, Easy could see her own dark muzzle. Tegan's was grey. She could still say it! "Or is it your face?"