Arkay's white paws batted slowly at the little green snake in front of him. It was kind of long, but really thin and the brightest green he had ever seen. It wasn't incredibly flightly, he could bat at it and it would just kind.. back up instead of running away. While he knew not to mess with the venomous snakes this guys didn't look like he could do any harm. The young Destruction's hindquarters were wiggling in the air while he had his elbows to the ground and his bright tangerine gaze zeroed in on the serpent. Chocolatey tail wiggled eagerly from his rump, the only other real movement he made beside his experimental batting. He almost felt like a cat! He'd enjoy his time during that cool spring evening, even with the slightly chilly breeze.
"Speech"
