“They shared Nana when she died,” she told him lazily. She was easy to manage at times, but she also snapped other times. She was not petted enough to reach the point where she no longer wanted to be touched. The slender figure sprawled out across his lap, biting on her lower lip at the attention to her stomach. It was a lazy afternoon and she felt good now that someone was petting her without trying to harm her. Well, her well-being was not exactly in his best interest—from anyone else’s point of view, at least—but she had no idea of what was going through his mind.<br/><br/>“Catch birds for me. They’re nice.” Her dark eyes were closed and she nuzzled her nose into his stomach, savouring the attention even if she really did not care much for the conversation.<br/><br/>Tila-Rose was crazy, that much was obvious, but she was not an overly dangerous nutter unless someone spooked her and got too close with the said spookiness.  She also snapped if someone tried to remove her ears or tail. It was not a pretty sight when the slender female actually snapped. She would claw—but her nails were well trimmed currently—hiss and bite at anything that she could reach.<br/>