～Furry Island Paradise～

[Frisk E. Coyote]

"Alright!" Prowl laughed, his tail wagging. "How about we meet back here in, I dunno, an hour and thirty minutes? Me and my buddy here just gotta get ourselves situated in a beach house cuz he's got three left hooves and afraid he'll break something expensive in a hotel." The coyote explained, picking up his bag. "Oh, hold on-" He reached into his leather jacket and produced a post-it and a pen, wrote down his phone number, and tore it off, handing it over to the lovely raccoon. "-If ya change your mind, or if something comes up- or if ya just miss the sound'a my voice," He said the last part jokingly, "Here's my number."

'Swallow...' The horse thought, arching a brow at himself thoughtfully before mentally smacking himself on the head. 'Duh! She's a snake!' He flapped his lips, then stared at her hyperbolic fangs with interest. "Deadly!" Sean mused. It was an Irish slang that really meant fantastic. "I- I mean-" He straightened back up quickly when he found out he had leaned in for a closer look. "Cool."

'I'm a right eejit!' The muscular horse thought to himself as he tried to continue the conversation. "Ah, ye wouldn't like 'em. They're mostly a herbivore thing. Me mate Prowl over there tried a bit and got all sick like." He gestured at the coyote.

[Eddy's]

After some time, Cassy skated the first of the two specials over to the customer in the coat; a great, big, flame-grilled steakburger with cheese, bacon, barbecue sauce, and a side order of fries and onion rings on the same plate. She cheerfully propped his milkshake in front of him and gave his shoulder a friendly pat. "Tuck in, honey." She giggled and skated off to welcome the new customer, unwrapping a piece of mint candy as she had discarded her gum earlier and popping it into her muzzle. Today was a busy day- she had to keep her sugar level up!

As the fox entered the diner, he would be greeted by the neon lights and the tune of Elvis Presley's 'Hound dog' playing on the jukebox, as well as the appetizing smell of cooking food. Cassy skated up to him quickly, overtaking a fellow waitress who was about to tell them they were full. "Hey there darling, welcome to Eddy's! We're a little full at the moment, but I can squeeze you right over there," She pointed at a table where a pair of gentlemen and their girlfriends were just standing up to leave, another skating waitress was already cleaning the table up.