Feather Hunter

Rampage swung his head up as another voice spoke up.  She sounded and looked a bit older but her size was questionable.  Either she was younger than he thought or maybe she was a runt or something.  His gaze swept to the donkey and raccoon curiously, a bright grin suddenly growing on his face.  The donkey had bags to carry things!

“Hi,” Rampage offered back, “I’m prince Rampage Klein,” with apparent pride in how he puffed up as he spoke, “hey, what’s the donkey carrying and who are you?  You collecting things?” Putting the feathers down he considers her question. “Not sure yet, something to wear I figured.  Around the neck or maybe around the ear or something.” A prince should look grand, right?  A couple of feathers or some other orientation would make him look more regal, right?  Also, it was just fun to see what he might find looking around.

"Rampage Klein"