Redhawk Caldera the corner of pleasant and nice

Wildfire was no stranger to tickling, though this was the first time someone had used a paw (versus a muzzle) to tickle her. She jerked instinctively when Grimm's toes touched the warm, pink skin of her underbelly, her eyes growing wider. Did she trust this wolf? Before she could really ponder that (not that it was actually a conscious thought), the visitor began to tease her toes against the pup's tummy.

A loud squeal burst from her smudged muzzle. She bucked, trying to throw off Grimm's paws. When that had no effect, she attempted to squirm onto her side to escape the tickling touches. All the while, she laughed and squeaked, amused despite this unique form of torture.