The Heartwood Buckle Up Butter Cup

The other words caused Tiger to laugh. "I'm loads of fun!" She lowers herself into a play-bow. Unlike Kivi, Tiger didn't hate her, just thought the woman to be a bit dense. Hey, it happened. Sometimes wolves weren't bring, and sometimes they were. "Come on," she grins now, tail waving, "Lets just play tag or something, not, I-catch-you-and-you-be-my-slave." Tiger tilts her head, willing to compromise with at least a game... but hell no was she going to play to be a slave at the end of it! The dirt settled on top of Tigers furs, and she grinned cheerily despite it.