A soft laugh was given as his muzzle rubbed against her stomach, tickling her with such a gentle touch. Cinnamon eyes searched that face – and though it was not Toho’s own, she knew he was there, she could see it in the animal’s eyes. She watched as he stood at her urging, her hands leaving his as her eyes followed him up, a quick breath taken in.<br/><br/>“You certainly are tall.” She mumbled, her hands moving to cover his as they stroked her face. She smiled as his nose touched her cheek, warm and moist – A feeling she was certainly not use to. Standing on tiptoe, Toho was made to lean down slightly as she rubbed her cheek against his, petting a hand over one of his ears. “See, this isn’t so bad.” She murmured, her other hand sliding down over his furry chest.<br/>