<span style="font-style: italic">- Eat the male then. The fawn will keep me running for a while, and I guess I owe you something for giving me the strugglign fawn.</span><br/><br/>She mrowls softly as he grooms her fur, letting him do so without moving, smiling as she feels his tongue moves over the bakc of her head and her neck in long smotth and very pleasant strokes. She grabs her hair and keep it out of path, her tail flicking happily and her ears perked up, enjoying the ministrations.