Sky Mesa Your choice of companion

I apologize for the gap in time for this reply! Thank you for your patience!

Briar strained to keep the faint smile to his lips in the face of her laughter. Ears flicking back before he swiveled them back to pointed attention. Well I don't know the folk you socialize with but, yes, I find 'Pisser' degrading.

His shoulders hiked as he drew a sharp inhale through his nose. Why, after all, he could answer her question nicely. The little imp woman poked and prodded and was clearly oh-so proud of herself with her goading. Surely he could be better—no—he would be better than her in this. My name is Briar. I would like if you would refer to me as such.