He closed his eyes a bit and murred as the flat tail tip gave him a nice belly pat.<br/>"Heh, you're talking to someone whos bred for the cold master. I may be tempted to stay..."<br/>The mixture of the hot sun and the dry air was already starting to dry him a bit. His fur returning to it's normal fluffy state. He placed his paws behind his head and let his legs drape off to Dusts sides and sway back and forth genty against them.<br/>"mmmm yea, heh, towels can't give you a good pat."