“This is gonna be great Junior!” David said to seemingly the air as twigs and dried leaves crushed under his feet.
He’d fallen slightly behind the other group to salvage the frozen remains of the beast. 

The blue haired boy was.....well he was dragging the 500 hundred pound icy pop carcass through the path they were on with one hand. "I've never had a kitty before." He said.

"Oh well....there was  Mittens but he died after I hugged him." David gave a firm nod. "But now me and Mister Stripes will be the best of friend ever!"