Caught~

Morning Time with Striker

Kind took her hand off of Striker's mouth and nuzzled her nose against his, and smiled. She checked the time on Striker's clock in his room. Her usual time to get up. She got up and stood beside Striker. "Get up, please~" Striker was about to ask her why... But, he remembered how Kind usually wanted to wake up and do her morning routine at around this time. So, he simply nodded as he sat up. "Alright, I'm up darling..."

Kind clapped her hands, and opened the door, going into the kitchen. But stopped in her tracks like a deer in the headlights. She was in her new boyfriend, Striker's house and she was hungry... but was too nervous to find something to eat. Striker then got up as he walked into the kitchen... But, once he saw Kind in her "deer in headlights" state, he froze as well. She's usually pretty confident, yet she didn't even dare to go into the fridge or the pantry for food. Was she nervous about something? "Hmm?... What's wrong?" He asked her. She turned to look at him, and smiled nervously and shrugged it off like it was nothing. "Pfffshh, you know... nothing...." she said, trying to hide the fact she was hungry and too scared to ask for permission. Striker didn't fall for it... In fact, he could tell by her nervous smile that she was lying about it being nothing. It might have been her way of saying that she was trying to act tough and keep her pride, but he was pretty sure that she was lying. Plus, she was just not acting like she normally did. "Tell me the truth. Something is bothering you, right?"

".... Ja..."

"... i-i'm hungry...." She said it like she was going to get laughed at for a common human emotion. Striker immediately understood why she was acting this way, as she probably felt like it was too awkward for her to ask for food in his house... And for some reason, she felt like asking for food in his home made her feel as if she were being an inconvenience to him. "... You know that I would never laugh at you for wanting food, right?" He said reassuringly. Kind blushed out of embarrassment and nodded softly. Striker would then gently take Kind's hand, as he gently led her over to the fridge in his kitchen. "So... what do you think you want? We've got plenty of things here to eat, so feel free to pick anything." Kind took a breath, and sighed... her voice become lighter, soft... yet a tiny bit hesitant... like she was scared to say it. "H-...ham....?"

Striker felt surprised at her response, as he thought that she might have went for more... unique or complicated food choices, but instead she simply chose... Ham. "Ham...?" He said softly to himself. "Alright, I can get that easy. How would you like it? Fried? Boiled? Grilled?" Kind's fox ears drooped, and took another breath. "Ca-...can I has it... itself...?"....

raw ham?

Striker, once he heard her response, was left with a stunned expression... She meant that she would eat raw ham...? "Hm? Wait, you want to eat... Raw ham? You're seriously okay with eating ham with literally no cooking done to it at all?" Kind nodded, her tail wrapping around her leg gently. Striker felt a little stunned at how nonchalant she was about eating raw ham... But, he also felt a bit curious... Why does she like to eat raw ham instead of something cooked..? Is it better...? Still, he just smiled calmly, as he reached his hand over to the ham in the fridge.... And then pulled some out to give to her. "Alright.. so... you're just going to eat it just like that?"

Kind, with every ounce of confidence, she bit the bag of ham and ran to the living room, sitting down like a dog in front of the couch, but back to it. She started nomming on the ham. Looks like she's mentally back. Striker would watch her, as he saw her literally sprint back to the living room and sit down like a dog to eat her ham. He could not help but chuckle a bit. She was just very cute when she acted like... Well, a dog. A very cute, odd dog. And she was a foxgirl, and a fox was in the canine family. So it made sense.

Striker had to laugh to himself at the thought of her being literally just a dog. It made sense when he thought about it, with a foxgirl being part of the canine family. Plus, the way that she is currently eating her ham is like how a dog would eat their meat... So... she really was just a dog, huh..? "Nom! Nom nom nomm..." she kept eating the ham. Striker had watched her, as he saw her eat with quite a bit of noise. She looked adorable, with her tail wagging as she ate her raw ham. She just looked like a happy, little pup at the moment, and that made him feel more happy. Still, there was one thing he was curious about... "Hey... Why do you like to eat raw ham? Why not actually cook it?"