Salix had found his way into the Xing household once again and found himself sprawled upside-down on the couch, idly flicking through the channels. Soon enough the sound brought the young pandragon Mia wandering into the room, a brow perked at the moss dog's awkward position. "You know it'd be easier to watch the TV if you were right-side up," she said, arms folding beneath her abundant bosom and leaning down to try and be on the level with her conversation partner. The moss dog grinned as he let his eyes wander along the lovely view that pose offered him, "I don't know, I think things look better at this angle..."

Salix belongs to me

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