Cats always got the ladies squealing, it was the main reason why he had adopted his cat in the first place. It was the runt of the litter and fit in his top pocket meaning portability was easy and so was getting the ladies attention.<br/><br/>He could tell that Angel was trying to compose herself and keep her squeals on the down low when he showed her the picture.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, I know y'all want something cuter. That's why'ah was saying tha' it's jus' as cute"</strong>the Ginger smirked as he pocketed the device again and continued to trudge through the crisp snow, the crunch of the crystals were crushed under foot filling the silence between them.<br/><br/>Eventually they reached the location he was looking for. Giant spiralling nests with holes at different levels to allow the monkey like beasts to pop out of and attack anything that dare get close. Which is why the Ginger ducked behind a nearby boulder to watch the nest before barging in.<br/><br/><strong>"Orrigh' girly, this is where things are gon' get interesting... The Lil babies are protected by the big mumma and pappa Bullymong... "</strong>he sucked in a cold deep breath as he assessed the situation.<strong>"So... One picture, righ? Just one or ya wanna whole gallery, love?" </strong>he asked with a raised eyebrow. He had to be sure.