Dragoncrest Cliffs little homewrecker

after moving into the larger, community den which everyone shared, dalia had grown a bit more social with everyone. she had grown tired of constantly staying with sirio and mom and wanted to go seek others out. she loved both of them dearly, but something inside her yearned, as if she was beginning to feel... adventurous. and with this feeling, dalia decided she was going to make some new friends. maybe sirio would like to as well. though she almost doubted it, he seemed a bit finicky with the whole "socializing" matter. no matter, dalia would serve as the ambassador for now.

with the thought in mind, the little flower bounded off in a happy skip to go and meet new faces, open to anyone.

Arlo did not spend a lot of time in the cavern when he didn’t have to. He was often on his feet within the redwood, checking where he is needed the most. After he’d done a round of the borders, put something in the cache, he decided to head back to see who he could find to keep him company for a while. Rounding the lake, he notes it’s no longer overloaded than before, he felt a smirk cross his muzzle.
 
With the thought in mind, he drops down into the cavern where the cool air washes over him. The heat of the day had gotten to him and, with a heavy plop and his tongue panting heavily, hits the ground nearby one of the puppies. Lazily, he looks in her direction and thumps his tail a few times on the ground before he chuffs and inches forward with an army crawl.

whislt she was off bounding along, dalia had taken notice that she skies were no longer gloomy and that water no longer poured from the sky. maybe she could go out sometime with mama and sirio to go explore more? that's be nice, she could only imagine wht she;d be able to do, go explore new things, visit new wolves, maybe even see the big wolf she saw the other day (heda), she really liked that wolf after she gave her a gift! poor little dalia, she didn't even see where she was going before she looked forward and nearly ran into the stranger's nose.

skidding to a very messy and unorganized sit, the puppy heard and saw the tail thumps against the hard cavern floors. the chuffs came next, though dalia didn't exactly know those were chuffs and thought of them more as just really growly breaths. and then, the crawl came on, making the little girl jump back a step or two, feeling scared that the stranger was coming closer and she didn't have mama to protect her. but then she remembered just a bit that the wolves who were in the community den were her friends, at least, most were mama's friends. so, she could trust them too, right?

instead of scurrying off like a ghost, dalia instead got into a dainty position of play, her rump hoisted in the air as her chest was pressed against the ground, her tail wagging very quickly as her paws barely touched the ground. the stranger didn't even need to get up,. he could swing a par or two and dalia would see it was plenty of fun just by chasing it and gnawing on it.

He does not notice the girl nearly run into him but as soon as he makes a sound, she bounces back and lowers into downward dog. Arlo’s tail thumps harder and he twists his lanky frame until he’s up sternal with his knees locked, rump slightly raised. It surprised him that she does not shy away so he puts a playful smile to rest on his muzzle and twists his head once and barks. Not loudly, not enough to rattle the inside of the cavern, but enough to blow back a little force and playful enough that he hopes isn’t misunderstood. Quickly, he follows it with a second movement and swat of his paw that comes thundering down in front of her to invite her forward.

oh, he wanted to play with her, how lovely! dalia could barely contain her excitement, she finally had a new playmate, a new friend. her little eyes watched him closely and carefully, watching his head turn and his jaws part as a bark echoed off the walls and entered her ears. she gave him her own little joyous bark, a little woof sound that didn't quite match up to his. nonetheless, she could practice that later with sirio if he was awake.

when the paw landed in front of her, dalia sprang forward with glee, her paws barely touching the ground, it was as if she was walki- err... bounding, on air. she came in front of his naw and bopped it with her small paw before jumping back and forward in small, rapid motions. sirio was missing out on this fun!

The girl bursts into action rather quickly and surprises him with a boop to his face. His nose wrinkles up and he rumbles a sound from his chest. Dramatically, he falls to his side while the girl darts around for her next opening. Pink tongue lazes out of his mouth and he tries to latch onto something with a similar act of gumming her and not piercing her flesh with battle worn teeth. "You'll be quite the warrior, won't you," he says as he slowly uprights himself and army crawls forward after her.

Dalia saw the big male fall to the ground after her little prod, she had defeated him with her adorable puppy might! A yip with glee left her mouth as she charged it him with her little stubby legs, often coming close to him before scampering off, then repeating that over an over again as if she was punking him. But alas, he had finally fgot her within his grasp. The latch was loose enough to not hurt her, especially since no teeth were included in this act, only gums.

A loud squeal of laughter escaped her mouth as he held her before letting her scramble away. When he speaks, she doesn't understand what he says, though she yaps at him nonetheless as a response. Then, as the male began to army crawl towards her like he had done before, Dalia let loose as she ran towards one of his paws, this time, opening her mouth and biting it with all of her little might. But then she remembered something, he didn't use his teeth on her, so was she supposed to not use teeth as well?

Unsure of what to do, Dalia mimicked him as best to her ability of gumming his paw instead of cheweing on it delicately.

After a few running jumps, Arlo is able to latch onto the girl. He holds onto her gently even as she tugs away and a weak grip causes her to flail out of his jaws. It isn’t long before she’s back at him again once he began to crawl, latching on to one of his paws with very sharp puppy teeth. Her grits his teeth together as they connect and micro-pierce is his flesh through thick fur and it takes a lot of effort not to draw back and yelp in surprise.

Perhaps it had been his reaction, but either way she eases her grip to mimic the similar one he had and carefully cradles his toes between her teeth. He can still feel the sharpness and he cannot wait until all their teeth fall out of their little heads and replaced with some that won’t hurt in such a way when they spar. He swats at her with one of his free paws to rid the attack of his feet, pushing his nose forward to nudge her away while he rumbles another playful growl in an attempt to roll her over on her back.

He seemed to dislike her biting him with her little teeth, good thing Dalia decided to stick with gumming at him instead of actially biting. She received a better reaction, though the young man still withdrew his pwer from her as another reached forward to help distract the girl from her original attack. She tries to get back in time, though with his nose shoving forward, the girl couldn't help but tumble onto her back, belly up and openly exposed.

It appears she lost this round, but nonetheless, it was quite fun for her. With her little grumbly growl of play, she reached both paws forward to boop Arlo's nose once again, lightly and delicately as if to congradulate him.

She tumbles back and accepts loss in their little battle, tail swaying behind him with great force, and he mouths at her paw when she tries to boop him. Arlo then stretches his legs out and relaxes, sure that she is tired enough to end their play session. With a loud sigh, Arlo eases out on the soft ground and lets slumber take him over with his company not too far off.