Morningside Cuesta isn't hope an animal?

She doesn't get far when she bounds away a second time. Before she's gotten any traction, she's in the ground again and it takes a second to realize it. The fall isn't as harsh but she still squirms and tries to get away. After squirming a bit, she manages to be on her back again with his breath in her face. Her nose wrinkles and she tries to wiggle away. "Fine, fine," she says through new laughter, her squirming settling as her tail thumps against the ground, occasionally hitting the backs of his legs. "You win."