Cerulean Cape hey-- i was doing just fine before i met you

When Engel flicked his ears, one of them batted Tine's nose. She giggled softly but didn't halt her affections. The only pause came when he asked her if she liked his ears. Tine held no shame in her answer. I love your ears.
She took the tip of one into her mouth and nibbled it gently, continuing down along the edge until she reached the base of it. Then the shadow resumed her grooming and weird-kind-of-nuzzling of his ears. It was something she could really enjoy about her pet.