King Elk Forest Exploration of the new world

A joking maniacal laugh sounded from Rye, an evil grin glued to his lips. "I represent a race of fiendish goblins straight from the depths of hell. Our purpose? To torment friendly, neighbourhood ghosts." He said in a, clearly, fake evil voice. Ooh boy, this female had Rye excited and in a high spirted mood. Just from the simplest of jokes had Rye in a fun mind set, he was ready to bounce around and have some fun. Obviously Rye is very fun going, always eager to mess around and have a good time. Never missing a chance to feed into any jokes tossed his way. "Run while you still can." Rye let out another evil laugh. His tail moving side to side at a steady place, giving further evidence to his excitement, if it wasn't painfully clear already.