Porcupine Ridge toy cars in the highway

don't worry about it

He waved his tail from side to side, not because he was happy or particularly amused but too simply rid his precious buns from the gritty remainings of the Ridge's flooring. After the tiny bits fell to the ground he lifted his brow and gave the blonde man a mischiveous smile. He was sure doing a good job as a retail seller, embellishing the Sunspire by calling it an all-you-can-eat harem. I bet you don't get any either way he joked lightly as she narrowed his eyes at the man, he wasn't sure whether to believe or not his fantastical description of the mountain pack.

He felt like he was being offered one of those cheap vacation packs that promised heaven but gave you hell. It was obviously too good to be true, and besides the ladies on the Plateu had a special charm. One of them particularly.
I call bullshit on that, it's impossible for a place like that to be real.., he guffawed as he shrugged his shoulder ever so lightly.

After calling out his lie, Finn had begun to look over the horizon, loosing interest in the male's words until a name was pronounced. Kipling. Cute, he thought as he eyed the man's face curiously once more.Too bad you're blonde, he barked flatly, his subconcious was too focused on another lady to even pay attention to the single wonder-girl's description.