[A pensive feeling answers his warmth, and Fang crouches with a pat to Cub Son the Elder's flank. Off now. It's not very graceful of a landing, but considering how he was perched across her shoulders, it's something.]
[Fang saunters over, sitting near the cub. If she's going to name him, probably should introduce herself to her fellow feline first.]
Hey, you. [A hand offered for him to investigate, if the kitten so desired.]
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[Fang saunters over, sitting near the cub. If she's going to name him, probably should introduce herself to her fellow feline first.]
Hey, you. [A hand offered for him to investigate, if the kitten so desired.]