“…Lower”

Despite her voice being muffled with the couch, her request couldn’t be any clearer

Though…she did oddly request it when Wolf was already on the lower side of her back. Any further and those mitts would be making contact with her fat old cheeks

“C’mon, I ain’t no granny”

Denial…

The aged panda sauntered closer to Klint, the stare of a disgruntled mother bore into him like a knife

“I guess I should teach you myself…now give me your name, young man”