Falls of the Hinterlands well i tripped, i fell down

He was oblivious to her internal turmoil - all he saw was a pretty lady and that was all that mattered. If one was to take a look in his train of thought it would go something along the lines of; wow what pretty eyes, and that face, the colours on her are so warm... the curves of her body just do not quit, and so on and so forth. What excited him the most was that she was talking to him! Oh boy oh boy, at least this one was receptive and willing to play along. 

Well that's very rude of them. He frowned, playing along with her little scenario and looking down at the water to give it a good 'ol frown. For a moment he looked serious, but it was all a game as his one eye flickered back to her and he offered a coy grin. Big, fluffy and strong you mean. He corrected only with good intentions of making her giggle. He even puffed out his chest and flexed his muscles to make them ripple beneath his plush, alabaster pelt.

Need me to fight them? Because I will.