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The deer didn't seem too interested in the story Penn had up his sleeve, though he did seem rather amused by something. The boy swiftly found himself forgetting that he was being friendly and charming as annoyance at being disregarded began to dig its claws into him. He gave his coat a soft shake as if to dispel it and lowered his front half into a casual, almost playful bow.

"Aw come on, it's a great story!" he coaxed as his tongue rolled out of his mouth in a grin, "What're you doing that's so important you can't spare a couple minutes to learn about your local history?" His tail wagged as his eyes gleamed.