Walking away from the scene of whatever Mae would do with her human toy, Moonfang gently rubbed at the tiny form in his own paw, enjoying the sensation of the mouse's fur against his own. It wasn't often he had a micro all to himself, and he was tempted to ignore the mouse's desire and have his own fun with him. Moonfang had a sense of honor though, and he'd agreed to take the little mouse to his home and let him have his fun with Reese, and by the old ones, he wasn't going to back down on his word.<br/><br/>"Heh, looks like you're a luckily little mousy," said the wolf as he brought the rodent up, pointing his face toward his home. Outlined in one window was the wolfess, standing only a few feet under Moonfang, she was a vision, outlined in golden-red fur that shone in the light coming from the other side of the house, though which sun light poured. Like Moonfang, she was unclothed, as both disdained apparel as nothing more than chains, and her bosom, large enough to show that she produced more milk than any female in the village, shook as if waving at the two approaching males.<br/><br/>"Well, let's not keep the lady waiting," he said as he moved toward the door, holding the mouse behind his back now, a gift to give his mate.