Two fur-less creatures to give him all the love and attention he wanted, it was his lucky day! This big place sometimes felt so empty, even with him now having friends.

With a happy, giggle like noise, he rubbed against the crinkly hand of the older one. He remembered her very very well but why wasn’t she giving him food again? He liked it last time.

Rub. Rub. Rub.

Ooohh another hand. The small thing moved over to the younger one, sticking his little paw out to her before altogether climbing into her palm and rubbing itself against her fingers. Quite pleased, it squee-ed with delight.

Cuddles please :3