DarkTribes1
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That gives me an idea. *While continuing to brush your foot I lean over and start to lickle the tips of your toes with my tongue*
	
		
			
		
		
	
				
			*peeks in and cuddles up on a sofa, wearing a over-sized top as a laze-about dress of sorts*
*Is the other sofa, a cunning disguise crafted for the sole purpose of clandestine surveillance. How she managed to slink off under everyone's noses is up for debate, but actually no it isn't because it's a fact that hyenas are masters of subterfuge.*
*Is the other sofa, a cunning disguise crafted for the sole purpose of clandestine surveillance. How she managed to slink off under everyone's noses is up for debate, but actually no it isn't because it's a fact that hyenas are masters of subterfuge.*
*The sofa appears to be of extremely high quality, thank-you-very-much, the soft material of its cushions emitting an odd sort of giggling sound as it's poked and prodded. No, wait, actually it is giggling. How unusual.
Meanwhile, an unseen force begins to slowly drag the pelt under the couch, appearing to eat it in much the same way that a huge, lazy animal on sedatives would attempt to consume a pancake. Excellent timing for the young Hyena, who decides that it if her clever ruse were to be revealed it would not do for her to be naked.*