A shrug, but he straightens his back and holds up his shoulders to stand at full height.
Kenneth. ‘M an Arcanine.
I ain’t sure what to do ‘bout the trees. Sometimes they come in handy for huntin’.
Another half shrug.
But they make chasin’ hard. I end up burnin’ a lot anyway.
A pup? Haven’t seen much of you around. Maybe you should be out in the field to get away from all these trees. Making a path for everyone isn’t a great idea either. *Returns a shrug*