Helpless James spotted. By the time he gets to hear and feel the snuffly breath that's coming from a big snoot as it takes in his scent in quick, playful, and pretty useless huffs, it's already too late to prevent the cold snout from applying itself to the crook of his neck. Still sniffing. With both his airholes -and- the sniff antennas some would call a tongue.
He'd been relaxing only to get snooted. Not that he'd complain. His tail automatically wrapped around their leg as he purred and nuzzled into him. "Hello to you too~"














