Moonspear snake pit poetry

The girl turned to him with a look of curiosity, which Penn understood easily enough. He shook his head to let her know that wasn't what he'd said, but she figured it out quickly. His head shake turned into a nod along with a wag of his tail. He did know her, though the exact details were escaping him still. Apparently, he wasn't alone in the thought.

"'Ah, 'oo ook faffiffa," Penn replied before shaking his head at himself and dropping the raccoon. His licked his teeth to clear out any fluff before giving a grin and trying again. "There, that might work better," he said, "But yeah, you look familiar. I can't really remember where I know you from, though. Did I run into you while you were looking for someone a couple years back?"