Porcupine Ridge toy cars in the highway

ur gay. No ur gay. no ur gay. Pretty much their entire conversation.

The hybrids eyebrows rose at the comment a sneer spreading over his features when the quip was returned. Fang was a proud male, and even in playful jest he wasn't fond of being the butt of the joke, as it were. He lifted from his sitting position, taking a few slow steps toward the silver beau. You're just lucky I'm in no shape to kick your ass. He spoke playfully, but there was a hint of truth in there. Of course, despite your objections, you might like that. He did his best to hide the limp caused from his hind leg, and stopped a few short steps from Finn before speaking again. So is what you're doing up here to be a mystery? Or are you perhaps trying to sneak up on the mountain wolves? His tail slowly waved behind his frame, golden eyes fixed the youth with a look of mock suspicion. Speech thoughts