The small Goblette's original expression of wonderment was immediately wiped from her features as the loud gentleman approached her. Her long pointed ears, twitched in annoyance, the various piercings adorning her sizable ears clanking together. Gazing up at the tall gentleman she picked absently at a small tusk jutting from her lips, nostrils flaring, taking him in. Hearing the man's barrage of questions, her tail, which was just wrapped around her right leg, unraveled as she advanced towards him. She immediately looked him up and down scaling him swiftly, and with ease. Once perched on his shoulder she looked off, and pointed deeper into the market with her tail, her thick slightly pointed clawed finders and toes gripping his shoulder. All the while she ducked her head down to his ear, wrinkling the nose at his scent, before saying, "Potato". One of the few English words she knows.
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