Tila toyed with the idea of toys and tuna. Tuna did taste so much better than the birds she ate when the cats brought her them. And toys? Well, that was very tempting. The slender girl sighed contently, only partly hearing the rest of his words while his hand continued to explore her stomach.<br/><br/>She felt his hand venture lower, under the elastic band of her shorts, but said nothing, even as his fingers brushed along the soft hair that had grown back, but was oddly trimmed and tended, shaved everywhere but the soft patch. Sometimes, she came off as sane enough to do things. She was not on suicide watch, so she was given a hand with shaving. It was also recommended to keep the body hair as minimal as possible in fear of any more parasites hiding there.<br/><br/>When he touched the clasp of her tail she tensed, growling low in her throat.<br/>