Sequoia Coast cheerio

Twinkletoes McGee flounced gaily through the air, twirling like Mardi Gras regular. Kovacs' initial assessment of the bird sprouted a set of dancer's legs and pirouetted its way to whatever word represented the absolute opposite of menacing, where it settled with a squeak. The lumbering beast on the ground watched the airborne spectacle in silence, though he did - for the third or maybe fourth time in his life - consider laughing. Without hesitation, the wolf delivered his burn: "I'll take your word for it. A preening poofter like you obviously knows his beauty marks."