Jason Earthpaws had been dozing in the park, loosely draped over a heavy tree limb, basking in the little rays of light that penetrated the leaves. He was a feral looking ferret of 9 and a half feet in length, but had standard intelligence. He blinked sleepily, roused by a few sounds beneath his tree. My, but a cute little creature was handing out fliers to passing individuals. He steadied himself and watched, his little tongue flitting out to lightly grace his lips. The ferret said nary a word, just a slight chuckle breaking the morning still of his tree.