"Well, Hi Gus!" The little girl defiantly was of cheery attitude and defiantly... a bit of the good placid. He gave a small grunt of annoyance. He didn't like strangers calling him by his common pet name. "Please don't call me Gus..." As soon as he spoke, the small vixen playfully retreated to the rising tide, her exhaustion clearly gone. As the cresting waves approached, slender limbs would retreat from the waves playfully.
"Just what exactly are you doing?" The summer child was confused, and stood up slowly, padding over to the playful vixen, sitting back down, the moon and sea both sparkling in his honey orbs."Speech"
