Canary'Fang shakes out his long fur, his pelt shining in the bright sun. Noticing you sitting by, he begins grooming his paw, absentmindedly. He stays silent until he can't handle it anymore. ' ' What are you looking at? ' ' he snaps. He looks you up and down, settling on your eyes. ' ' Got something to say? ' ' His amber eyes shone, making you a little nervous.