Redhawk Caldera Dude, Don't Even. 《M rated, naughty words used. Maybe.》

"Both," came the muffled reply, but it probably sounded like 'buurff'.

Sitting up, the gold draped teen wiped the darker crumbles off the top of his now dirty head, attempting to re embellish it back to its bright glory.
Casting a glance back to the tree, Ashton turned his foresty eyes to the voice who had interrupted his moping.
A dudette.

"Yea, this tree is abusive. No manners, whatsoever. "

He stood on his fours, the lean boy looking over to the silver girl, inspecting her from top of tail to rich brown eyes that she held in perfect structure on her slim face. Ashton took the time to wall up to her, his tail swishing in a friendly manner.

"Tell me you know how to get a Pom down? "