Redhawk Caldera I made a deal with the man on the moon

Elwood turned and, as expected, he fell right in line with the game. She attempted to don a lordly look about her, but failed miserably as his words brought a laugh to her throat. She choked it back and shook herself lightly, reassembling her inquisitorial aura as she narrowed her eyes at him.

"Sir Twig, I know not of thine words and of thine... I bequeth unto you the... Thine... How doest thou..." and then she gave up, "Shit, how did they even understand eachother with all those made up words and shit? Hi Twig!" Her tail wagged at her haunches as she peered down at him. I'll end this now because I'm pretty sure the water has heated up enough for me to wash the pot I need to start dinner woot!