Otter Creek Decode me

Burke licked over his lips and just grinned at her. "What? Can't I just lick away some left over meat? Haven't we reached that level yet?," he wondered playfully. Well, guess not. It was worth a try. The male wondered why it bothered him so much. Normally he didn't care, normally he wouldn't even go the length of licking it off. The large male stayed where he was while the female backed off. He was still laying down but after a few moments the male shifted into a sitting position, too.

"The hag," he corrected. He probably mumbled again. He sometimes did mumble, maybe it was something that came with older age. The male snorted at the title but then nodded that he agreed with it. It did sound like a very original title. "Yes, m'am," he spoke in return, sounding like a soldier. The large male laid down on his tummy once more. He wondered if she expected him to think of parts in the story, she probably did. "Let's play."