The girl chewed on a last chunk of tuna as he took away the saliva, oil and blood brushed can. Tuna and cheese were the best things in the world to the small female. “…Cheese too?” She boldly bargained with him, tilting her head down to eye him through the waves of dark hair. Mm. Cheese would be great. That would be so yummy to go along with the metallic copper flavour of blood and the tuna.<br/><br/>The question made her squint, a bit too strange to understand. What did he mean? Mate herself? Did he mean did she ever want to mate? Well, she had no desire for pregnancy. It looked so messy.<br/><br/>Still not sure how to answer, Tila shook her head very slowly side to side.<br/>