Continued rp with i-darkstar-x
(◀) Miden nuzzled you back, happy and excited, his tail wagging quickly, brushing against the back of the seat.
Gelireincleared her throat, and said to Miden, as she gestured to the cake, “which piece do you want?”
(◀) He looked over the cake, then pointed at a top piece, one second from the right.
She nodded, and slid the knife under it, lifting it up and placing it on a plate, then moving the plate to him, placing a fork beside it.