The walk of Fame.

Cruising down the hills with my newfound friend, going forty K an hour down massive mountain slopes, just feeling free and not heavy. Him teaching me stuff I've never known, and me amazing him with my speed, the Dutch Wolf moves like mist in the wind with the swedish cat just tagging along. Three hours later, things couldn't be any better, sharing mau and peanuts while doing mad tricks in the skatepark. Two people who have know eatchother for 24 hours, just becoming instant friends...