Billy felt like causing some trouble. He wasn't sure how, or what just yet but something. Having recently gone through a growth spurt recently he found it easier to go out and have fun. Especially that he was giant now. His best friend Thrall kept making fun of his fuzzy feet though, but he wouldn't dare talk back to her.
Still not sure of what to do yet, he just sort of wandered and hoped he would fine something, or someone. If he found something interesting then he'd poke around that. Or if he found another soquili, well, depending on who it was he might have entertainment in that. Billy wasn't a terribly bad one, not like those evil races, he just liked to stir up little trouble every so once in a while.
