Lion Head Mesa A new fantastic point of view

"naw naw, nawt dead silence. reapeat." he shut his eyes and inhaled. "gooooo arja goin' yang miss??"

he attempted to twist his body around while still sitting on his tush and ended up toppling over. the diminutive man quickly scampered onto his feet and hurried up after the princess.

"naw naw, nawt that way! ya want'a drown?? want'a leave ya mother desolate?? now you listen here-."

despite the words, gucci had become quite aware that he hadn't the brawn to redirect the wolfchild back the way she came.

to compensate, he would accompany the princess to the wellspring, prattling on in hopes of at least one word sticking with the girl, and would see to it that she doesn't, of course, end up a floating bloated corpse.

hopefully, the journey back to the queen's quarters would be less eventful.

end? 0w0