Talk:White Horn/@comment-30061283-20161126063355/@comment-5426290-20161129125154

I stop and turn to her. I carefully wait for her to speak while putting on a warm smile.

"C-can you itch my bum?" (0///0)

I raise an eyebrow. "Can I what now?"

A several minutes later we're at my cabine where I itch the Whitehorn's bum, poor girl, she can't reach it and her fluff keeps branches from touching the itchy spot without getting stuck.