Otatso Wetlands Let me think about it

I totally missed this thread! Excusez-moi

Zhavvi wasn't really appalled by her uncle's eating habits, she was used to it, sometimes she even ate like that herself. Zhavvi liked that he would tell her father, perfect. The slender girl hopped closer and nestled more closely to him before laying down and closing her eyes. She could use some sun to dry out her fur. She did not have much fat to keep herself warm. If only Zhavvi knew how cold the winters would get here. She was used to the southern warmth. "Vinxa, Iosta,' Zhavvi hummed.

The girl then turned more to her uncle, wondering if he would feel like to have another go at their previous playing session. They were far from their Khalas they could have some fun right. And maybe after that bring the carcass back. Hunting together would be a good excuse of why they would smell of each other. "Lavakho," he murmured his full name for once. She was quick to nip his ear again, making it very clear that she wanted some more than just lounging around. "Svanoa ve svanoa lotoc wux re di ve," she whispered dirtily.