since last thread brought up ferals I decided to write another greentext about feral Fang
>Anon watched his wife eat dinner
>lucy was getting better
>she'd started using utensils
>still messy as hell
>but at least she was using a spoon to scoop the fish slurry into her maw
>instead of just sticking her snout into the bowl and chowing down
>while she dined, he preened
>Samantha had given him an earful the first night she had shown up
>it was an unpleasant reminder of what happened when he got on his mother-in-law's bad side
>it wasn't a chore he could leave to the kids, either
>fang would only allow him or Samantha to do it
>Samantha had only given him a wink when he asked why that was the case
>oh well, beat catching up on work
>dimly he could hear the sounds of the TV from the living room
>Samantha and the kids were watching some movie
>hopefully they would be able to hear him if he called for anything
>he finished pulling the last errant feather from lucy's wings
>right about the time fang finished her dinner
>bowl and spoon licked clean
>she made a chuffing noise and flapped a few times
>it caught anon in the face
>nothing painful
>just like getting hit with a feather duster
>his wife seemed to settle down
>she turned to face him
>"hey sweet tooth"
>he pecked a kiss on her snout
>yummy fish chum flavored
>the ptero cawed and placed her hands over her nose
>she blushed and glared at him
>anon chuckled
>some things didn't change
>feral virus or not
>still, she shuffled closer to him
>wings wrapped around the two as lucy pressed her face against anon's chest
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