Take hold of my own dream

He was being careful, or trying to be at least, as she countered his question with another question. It irritated him slightly but he forced himself to relax in her presence. He held his breathe before speaking in order to respond to her counter question. "Not particularly, I just find being overly formal to be a strange thing." He answered with a small shrug of his shoulders. He offered a small sigh before he pushed himself to look at the cliffs on the side, his eyes calmed. His grey and creme and white fur was flattened against his fur once more, it had been bristling a little bit out of pure shock of seeing another by the cliffs.