Max turned his head slightly away from the window to look at Kieara. He heard her compliment his tails, which were white and very fluffy. He turned to face her, hiding his tails, or attempting to as there were so many. The tails only came out at a full moon like tonight. He looked at her and slowly nodded his head as if to agree with her. The tails were nice, yes. He then walked around a bit, and looked at Kieara's father for a bit. He walked toward him and gripped the front of his shirt, pulling him up off the ground and to his feet. Then he let go and backed off. Without saying anything, he wandered into the kitchen in search for the Italian cuisine that Kieara had made earlier. His hunger had returned to him and he wanted to eat something before going back to bed after being interrupted from his slumber. He managed to find it after a couple of minutes searching.