Greatwater Lake It's time you stop thinkin' and wasting the day

Ah, so the kid was grouchy too. Brilliant.
Leen snorted at the retort, jumping to the side and dropping into a play bow. He still thought he was rather youthful himself.
"Indeed you should or I'll send my finest warriors for your head!" He laughed heartily, letting the kid back away. He knew some were more wary of strangers than others.

He grinned, standing up. His tail wagging in good spirits. "I'm Leen. May I be graced with your name, my humble acquaintance?"  His shit-eating grin stayed fixed on his face. Likely, it'd probably infuriate the kid more. But what would Leen care? He could probably move quicker anyway. It's not like he let himself be the grumpy old fart the kid thought him to be. If anything, Mal was the grumpy fart here.