Blackfeather Woods one bite at a time

One large black paw came suddenly at her nose, and she backed away and dropped the stick, surprised by the touch. No one but her siblings had touched her beyond necessity. With a couple of blinks, she was silent for a beat, then let out a squeal of a giggle, wagging her tail. It appeared that this wolf, with the smile on her face, was attempting to play after all.

Picking the twig back up, Maegi wiggled it in front of the woman's nose, begging her to bite it. She wished Ramsay or Euron were here to demonstrate better. Nevertheless, she shook her head back and forth and pulled her neck backward, eyes glimmering with mirth.

Tug-of-war? her gaze silently asked.