Lion Head Mesa teacup ride

What an accent! Her eyes bored into the brown ones in front of her, her nose appearing even longer with the angle she was currently staring at the poor man with.

She remembered herself a second later and took a little step back.

…oui? I am real as rock? She patted the ground with a paw.

Are you? She was assuming so, after all. She had no reason to think her mind would just make up another small!