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The nip to her cheek made her giggle again. Touch and play were essential to Speedy's happiness, and she hadn't played like this in a while. She watched him go into a playful bow much like hers, although it appeared to be much easier for the visibly taller male. He moved towards her and his head connected with her uninjured shoulder. With an oof she fell into the water, momentarily submerged. She hopped back up, shaking the water from her coat once again and running towards him, kicking water out in every direction. When she reached Slavik, she turned and slammed into him with her hips, hoping to push him into the water and sit on him. They were still in the shallower end of the lake, so she figured with his large size, hopefully he would be able to lift his head from the water even with her top of him but would quickly get off if that wasn't the case. That was assuming she could even muster up enough force to budge him in the first place.