The yawn that came from his bored self could be described as nothing less than colossal, a forlorn expression on his face as he gazed with great boredom at the two of them. Good grief, why were they muttering at him and waving their hooves at him with some sense of urgency? With a flick of his twin tails, Humbug twisted his head to look up at them, not bothering to raise himself to his feet, his thick, padded blanket keeping the dirt from his feet.
"What Exactly is it that you want? Kn...
