Sky Mesa Your choice of companion

Silly, silly piss man.

In swift motion, she was above him, placed and poised with her stomach on stone and paws afloat the air. Her legs crossed over one another, and in low head, she motioned her tail towards his hind legs, waving it in a pushing motion at the river as if she could do so with her fur from afar. "Lunatic? Afraid not know what Pisser means!" she exclaimed, and behind her, that little tail kept waving back, forth, back, forth, while her eyes never dared to leave his head.

"Perhaps Pisser is Lunatic for traversing God without knowing his steps. He should be thankful he found guide. You. Does he feel quenched?" Pressing her chin down to her leg, she nestled her cheek down into it before lazily allowing her head to drop towards the water in action to drink.