Who am I, where am I, and what do I want to do...
Oh, I know what I want to do...
With a flash of red in his eyes, Hassaka stood on tiptoes as Kael approached. His ears perked up, and it seemed like he was about to rub the top of Kael's head.
So pretty, I want to bite!
This was a natural instinct for a member of the Snow Wolf Clan when it came to ears.
Previously, in the small room, she had wanted to bite Kael's ears, but then she remembered, Mister Kael and their Snow Wolf Clan were different; they didn't have tall, standing ears.
Thus, when her tongue was watering and her fingers itching, she could only begrudgingly let Kael grab her wolf ears without being able to nibble back gently.
For Hassaka, deeply influenced by the Snow Wolf culture, this was indeed a big hit.
But now...
"Mister Kael, Mister Kael..." Hassaka's voice was sweet as she eagerly said to Kael, "Ears, ears!"
