Cyrano was a cranky, tired guy. Blue fur, a yellow belly, huge eyebrows, and being an anteater man, a huge long nose. He always hated talking to happy people, having a much easier time relating to people like him; the cranky people, and you obviously. The anteater was lying belly down on a pool float, his eyes closed. Cyrano moved a bit, sending ripples through the large pond, and he opened an eye when he heard you coming.