Blackfeather Woods Zero fawks given

aha! the little shark's ploy had gone to plan, and kove only just avoided a cronch on his nose in the nick of time. instead her teeth clasped thick ruff; her hold was firm, but not harsh -- yet before she knew it, she was dragged along like an inconsequential load.

well, that wasn't very fun - he seemed ultimately unaffected by the new weight jointly held to him, and that wouldn't do. her ears fell to her skull as she planned her next move, releasing him abruptly and tumbling into the dirt.

for a moment she settled there, all four limbs resting against the ground as her mind worked a plan; and then it came to her as his tail swung near her. impish delight across her features exposed her plan, but she was already in action -- with a lunge she aimed for the frills of his elegant tail, regardless of consequence.