Sea Lion Shores a rat who gnaws at a cat's tail invites destruction

Ha! to the idea of Rat and a lady friend. His only ladies had become meals as Vlad had guessed, or were the fleas that laid eggs on his raggedy ass. He had tried of course, when happenstance brought him across a female in heat, but if her teeth and rage did not send him packing, competing males certainly stepped in to do it. So, to Vlad's question, the creature snorted - firing a glob of snot into the sand - and shook his head.

"You 'old 'er down. I 'ave 'er then." He grinned toothily.