Probably best that you concentrate on making friends now, they could be useful if you wanna spice things up later.
Holding your hand to the hyena's belly you can feel the struggels inside dying away. It's not long before they stop all together, and you frown with disappointment. She should've lasted longer by your accounts and you ask if She's grown tired, in response the big guy shakes his head and speaks "My belly works to fast for my own enjoyment. All my snacks fade away far to soon". Normally you'd be teasing him about your superior digestive track by now, but that impulse is lost to empathy. Somehow he seems disappointed that he couldn't make the leopard last.
The topic changes quickly as you and the hyena meld into the group of canines. Although all sorts of species are attending it seems that you have the distinction of being both the only canitaur and the only coyote present. Some pick up on the taur part, and your asked if you give rides, how much weight your back will bear, how much either stomach will hold, and general questions on what being a 'taur is like. You handle the questions fairly well until someone behind you asks if you've ever taken someone through you in reverse. You turn around to see a Lynx who can barely see over your ass smiling at you, he raises a hand with a squirming human held tight in his grasp.
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