Bearclaw Valley lilacs

My mother was absent as well.

Something in common, then. This man felt starkly different than Toad himself and yet perhaps they had more alike than they realized. In time he would learn; for now he offers a quiet sorry about that, for it was all he could do. 

The bear's smirk and final comment pulls another laugh out of Toad. He relaxes, Way too much credit. I don't think it was any complement to my intellect. He shrugs then. She was just... dumb. He shakes his head, throwing the thoughts away. But, hey. Even with a dumb name like Toad I can still be someone, I guess. He offers Merrick a sheepish smile. Ursus could make him into someone, perhaps.