haw yee -- joiner

  [font=trebuchet ms]Next to come up was a mutt, and a strange-looking mutt at that- staring quietly, unblinking. He also didn't seem to feel the need not to be a stranger, not even introducing himself. Was he just the hush-hush type, or was he being rude? Reedy wasn't the best at reading people.

  When Selby confirmed that they didn't want payment, Reedy couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Not that he wasn't going to contribute, but it was nice to know they wouldn't give him the boot if he didn't make enough coin. Bad prey wasn't really a surprise given the nasty water; he didn't really know what radiation was, though. Probably a sort of pollution, he reckoned. "Aw, shucks, pleasure's all mine," Reedy answered after a moment, grinning sheepishly.

  Someone else ambled up and offered him a smile, but his words weren't so pleasant. There were gators here, but not nice ones... the biting type, Reedy figured. When folks talked about bad gators, they were always the biters, and for good reason- just one crunch could plumb kill a creature. Still, he could probably give them what-for if he needed to. "They fixin' ta cause a ruckus? I'll fix 'em right up," he said, swishing his tail in affirmation.