Sleepy Fox Hollow Paradise does bleed

Anslem eyed the feather between Emmerich's teeth, supressing the childish urge to leap upon it. He swallowed what was left of the tacky meat, crossed his paws, and fixed Emmerich with a long stare.

Annoying? Him? No possible way. He was de facto the least annoying, look how politely he sat there while Emmerich sneered down his big ole snoot! I villl have you know - Anselm started, milking the accent both Emmerich and Mahler often spoke in -- zet I would rather ve annoyding den zstinky. Und you -- Here Anselm teased by peering down his own equally long nose -- are de zstinkiyest brudder I ever knew.