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The message was heard. 

Immediately, she moved away. First to his front, where he hadn't noticed her staring, and then after to his other side.

Her work continued, shifting from his torso, to shoulder, and then towards his head.

Khaba could feel her reaching, and so to help her, he dipped his skull downward, allowing her tongue to find his muzzle and ear. 

Again, a growl fell him, though softer and a bit more polite. 

She wasn't so bad to have around, he decided. He might even have her perform in this way more often. Keeping a clean appearance would likely please Zharille, and he wanted to do everything possible to make sure he stayed in her favor. The longer he stayed as top dog, the better.