Damion gracefully jumped from his position on his legs as the mass of fur moved to do as he was told. As he had seen in the ring, the large creature made everything seem graceful for his size, or it could be his fascination and desire fueling his opinion. In the meantime, he pulled his shirt off setting it to the side along with everything else. Ever the cuddly one, despite his mostly sharp nature, Damion crawled up on Pookie almost like he was before, but laid down completely, snuggling his head under his chin instead of standing on him. "I could use you as a bed, but I don't think either of us would get any sleep." Sliding down he caressed his arm curling it around him and carefully examining his deadly claws. He had moved down low enough for his feet to touch his groin.