She had seen the shiver and had heard the whimper, she was glad he never tensed. It would have hurt much more if he had, though his grip on her told her that it hurt. Her purr was soft and gentle as shedrank. The flavor she had from him was strange. It was sweet, tasty, and new. She loved it. Soon she stopped and puled up slowly. Licking the bite and keping her lips over it till her saliva sealed it over, the pain was only a slight irritation now. She nuzzled into him and hugged him, "Thank you Mejo. Thank you as well for being understanding to this." She was glad he was there, and glad he knew this secret. With a smile she looked to him, "Please don't tell anyone - many people are scared of my kind...."<br/><br/>:+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+:<br/><br/>Silva laid next to him and stared, his slender tail flicking back and forth. Purring he licked his master's cheek.<span style="font-style: italic">If I do go as a cat - won't I need a leash and collar? I have something you could use for that.</span>the cat purred and rolled onto his side, liking the feel of being scratched on his back.<span style="font-style: italic">Feeling like a cat nap? I'll join you in that.</span>he stood up and padded over to him and laid with his head over his master's arm.<span style="font-style: italic">Next time he acts stupid to you - I'll make sure to chase him down.</span>