The male, Ra'nek, mewled out as she washed his form. However once asked about his tail and underbelly he moved. Paw raised. Eyes full of whimsical intent, crashing down went his paw. Splashing her. A little cupped swipe. Splashing her with the follow of his tongue poking out at her. Though after he rolled onto his back and wiggled. Wiggled around then rolled to a stop. What was sleep? Not his care! Though in the midst of the antick he let out a soft little burp. It made him blink. He wiggled too much it seemed.