Aiyaka's eyes continue to take in all they could, remaining mostly silent as Felicity and the others discuss whether or not they should eat Bella or not. The harpy before them was quite pretty, her soft, tender skin, the and her pristine white feathers, it would be fun to have a friend like that Aiyaka imagines, and with the ability to fly, why perhaps even she'd be able to carry her over the garden to get a better view! Of course the byplay going on around her made it seem more likely that the harpy was to end as a snack for the neko beside her, and while that wouldn't allow an aerial tour of the grounds... it would at the very least give the kitsune a nice full kitty tum to rub and caress. Aiyaka recalling how much Felicity had enjoyed her rubs on an empty stomach, could only imagine how much pleasure she could give the neko where it to be full of squirming and wriggling prey.<br/><br/>Felicity looking down at her causes Aiyaka's attention to drift from the harpy, she holding on tightly as she's drug forward at the kitty pirate's side. Her ears perking to what she begins to speak of "Felicity!" she protests, hiding her face against the neko's side. "That story's embarrassing!" she continues, as even now she can remember the sight of that frog latched onto her leg, the way that it's belly shifted and moved with the motions of her foot inside, the feeling of that slimy, slick interior wrapped around her ankle...she was glad Felicity had not been able to keep it as a pet.<br/><br/>"Why...do we have to eat her? Why can't we just keep the human, as a pet?" she pipes into the conversation, smiling proudly at her idea. Though as she lifts her eyes from being buried against Felicity's side, the kitsune catches sight of something distracting in the swamp, something moving perhaps? She hadn't quite gotten a good look at it, but something had surely been there....god she hoped it wasn't another frog, as she recalls the similarity in terrain that they'd come across that little monster. As she lets her own proposed idea sink in her eyes survey the area ahead, seeing if she couldn't catch another glimpse at whatever it had been that'd caught her eye.