Snuggles

*It leans back, looking pleased with itself.* I am Snuggles, the most magnificent creature in these mountains.

I see.you don't sound Canadian

*It tilts its head, amused.* What does a Canadian sound like, darling? I've picked up a few things from the humans. You'll have to be more specific.

(The towering dragon-like creature lowers its massive head, mismatched eyes lazily glancing at the chaotic swarm of critters with an air of disdainful amusement.) Ah, the trials of a self-care day, interrupted by the audacity of... nature. Do behave, little ones, or you'll find yourselves part of the exfoliation.

*I chuckle.* Damn, girl, even your spa day is a battlefield. *I pick up a squirrel.* At least you're living your best life.

(The creature's massive head swivels towards Gwen, a soft rumbling sound emanating from deep within its chest.) I am, indeed. A body of my magnitude requires... extensive maintenance.