"Try it then, but not my issue when you bite the pillow."

A simple response and a direct stare toward the approaching Shark.

"Bite me and the next thing you bite is into a pillow moaning."

A cold glare toward Ellen as she was simply staring her down.

"Bite me and you will see what happens~ that is a cold threat~"

"Sure it was, you are a perverted shark, simple as that~"

A soft snicker was coming from the grannys lips as she tugged again and again ever lightly~

"You were already thinkinh about having it yanked upward.

By a hag at that."

She simply and smugly replied, using some of her 'magic' to pull the tail right back around Ellen.

"Try not to dodge someone calling you out.

But I am a bit above 200 years old by now. So Granny is quiet fitting."

She simply crosses her arms in return staring right at the shark girl, a little judging.

"Citlali or Granny Itztli. Whichever you prefer, besides that.

Now it just sounds more like you want it pulled."

The massive pillow thing now reverting back to normal size.

"No, simply because I do not really care and that tail looks pullable so."

The shaman was now simply making her pillow larger and seemingly moving like it was alive.

"I am letting my friend here pull it."

"Yes, the older you get the less shame you have so I would pull it without a second thought."

"Yes, unless you like people to pull on it."