"Of Course I can talk, you filthy Mongrel. I'm a mythical beast. Not a mixed poodle…" Dumpy said, sounding agitated as it absolutely hated being grouped with the common frogs that were found in this land.
To him, his disgust towards the intruders seemed justified, as he was not a frog, he was a mythical beast and he had pride within himself to match one.
However, to Ben, the angry beast seemed nothing more than an amusing child, as he decided to discipline the brat before he disciplined his master.
"Is that so? So you think you're better than a mixed poodle, brat? No wonder you call that lousy kid your master, the two of you are cut from the same cloth!" Ben responded, scoffing at Dumpy's ridiculous claims, as although an inferior fighter might have felt intimidated when in the presence of such a towering beast, Ben did not.
