Dragoncrest Cliffs He's a little wiser, a little older

wigs make me look pretty, jadou nods, idly dragging a paw through the sand. i like to look pretty. i t'ink maybe you try it. it makes you 'appy.
he reaches forward to grab a strip of the damp kelp, a beautiful obsidian shaded one, and proceeds to try and place it atop etienne's head. but, seeing as how he is still much too short to do so, he settles for dropping it on his shoulder. dere! now you be pretty.
oooh, did a girl make you sad? he clicks his tongue and shakes his head as if he were a hairstylist and etienne was the client in his chair, sharing his woes. aye-aye-aye.