Pancakes, Anyone?

It wouldn't take long for the behemoth of a wolf to wake up... and complain. Her eyes would meet his expectantly... and then he flopped over. That was not acceptable! Eyes glinting mischievously, she rolled onto her paws, crouching down near him. In a smooth leap, she'd hop over him and would crouch down next to his ear, immediately nomming down on it. Her left paw would smack his shoulder and she'd lean on him, putting more weight on that limb than any other. She'd nip at the edges of ear, and then would just nom the whole thing. "Up!" she insisted. "I'm hungry, and I want to hunt!" To further prove her point, she'd withdraw from the ear nom to snort in his ear - something that hadto be an uncomfortable feeling. And then back to nomming.