Mark gagged alittle and spit out alittle saliva from his mouth "uh, fox drool!" He wiped his face and smiled alittle "no worries milo, from my years...well...i should have gotten used to it!" Mark looks at tara and smiles "of course tara, you are extremely friendly who would not want to be like that?" He walks up to her and pats her snout as well. "anyway, i was wondering, how old are both of you? and also i might have met your mother many years ago, probably as a small vixen but still, i might have met her."