Bearclaw Valley lilacs

He laughs at Merrick's consensus that Evien was exactly the way he described him. Of course- it only took a minute with that boy to nail down everything about him. He was an open book, unlike the cyclops before him, who was still much unknown to Toad.

Still, the guy seemed nice enough. Complimenting him, beaming, he elicits another laugh from Toad, this one something bashful. And he has found quite the leader- you are a handsome man too, He ventures boldly. He wants to cringe as soon as the words leave his mouth, but they had already escaped him- and so his dark eyes can only flit momentarily to pale paws uncomfortably. 

Merrick asks about his name, and he grins comically. From my mom, like everyone else, He chuckles with a nonchalant shrug. She was probably high off her ass on whatever she found in the woods when she named me. Would definitely explain how I ended up with a name like Toad.