Sly Fox Sand Dunes Home has come.

He was a pleasant, pleasant man.

He made her whiskers all tickly!

Kind, sweet and caring. He even asked a personal question, on if she held thirst. He felt comfortable to breathe in her air and give it back to her. So, she did so too, inhaling through her nose and exhaling a gentle puff of air in his direction. A gift she is kind enough to return to him, and she can only hope he respects it as much as she did his. Might he enjoy it?

Then, she leaned nice and high up to his face. "You got a problem, booboo man?" Quickly pulling her head back away from him, she pressed one of her front legs into her chest in order to stick it out more. She wiggled her tail level with her spine.

Whether he wished to snap it off her face or not, her smile unfortunately didn't go anywhere. "Me." No! Wrong! Her nose itched at it. "I can bring you somewhere. You no desert dweller, dust pisser?"