He talks and chatters and chuckles incessantly, and when he travels he walks like a huge animated pincushion; he is oblivious of everything about him as though asleep.
As this particular "porky" advanced upon Muskwa and Thor, he was communing happily with himself, the chuckling notes he made sounding very much like a baby's cooing.

He was enormously fat, and as he waddled slowly along his side and tail quills clicked on the stones.

His eyes were on the path at his feet.

He was deeply absorbed in nothing at all, and he was within five feet of Thor before he saw the grizzly.

Then, in a wink, he humped himself into a ball.