Ah, ow.
The little guy bit into Feng Yin's fingertip, applying some force, causing a slight pain.
Biting from the front, from the side, holding on with two front paws to bite, tilting the head to bite, twisting the head to bite, swinging about while biting...
Biting merrily all over.
"Well, yes, it just grew teeth, it is itching, it seems I need to find a teething toy for it to gnaw on." Feng Yin pondered.
As Feng Yin contemplated the teething toy, the little thing continued in its attempts to bite Feng Yin's fingertip in various ways... biting from the front, from the side, biting flatly, biting with its whole mouth...
As it went on biting, it made low humming noises with its mouth, trying joyously...
The little body switched positions flexibly, from the left, to the right, from the front, prone, sideways, with four paws wrapped around... In short, various displays, various attempts.
