Arah groaned, "Meah....I do not want to get up." The clothes vixen grumbled under her breath as she snuggled into the bed more. Obviously she was not a morning fox. She was more of an afternoon fox. Late afternoon.

But then her snout picked up the yummy aroma of food. And as he stomach grumbled hungrily, her left eye poke open to look at the vixen. She grinned mischievously and opened her mouth.

"Any chance I can get you to paw feed me?"