"Wouldn't you have to, in order to preen them properly?" Alastor asked. His voice was very relaxed, the radio static effect much quieter than normal.

"...Never seen him let anyone touch 'em," Husk murmured, narrowing his eyes. With a sharp radio pop from Alastor, Husk's ears pinned back.

"Don't sour a good mood out of jealousy, Husker~"