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At length, the tickling ceased. When it was over, Wildfire felt strangely boneless. When Grimm's arms lifted clear, she attempted to wriggle away, though she was still giggling and felt mighty weak. She ended up slumping on the ground, eyes bright and tail thumping. She felt like she needed to catch her breath, even though she hadn't really been doing anything to lose it.

After a few moments, she was able to sit up straight. With Grimm there to distract her, she'd nearly forgotten all about her father's strange (and mildly upsetting) disappearance. When his face suddenly appeared beyond the socked subordinate's shoulder, Wildfire gave a cry, zipping past the visitor to greet her father as enthusiastically as could be expected considering she hadn't been sure he'd ever return.

As much as she'd enjoyed her brief and flavorful encounter with Grimm, the puppy proceeded to ignore the visitor now that her prodigal father had returned from the ether. If and when the socked she-wolf slipped away, Wildfire didn't even notice.

I went ahead and concluded this, since it went 2+ weeks without reply. :) <3