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He snorted. She rolled with it well. Her tongue was quick and snarky enough to keep up. It was rare quality. So often he felt as though wit was a lost art. Nice to meet someone who had a knack for it as well. Nice to meet someone sassy and playful too. Just when he was starting to think too many wolves in these parts took themselves too seriously he'd met a change of pace. It was a breath of fresh air. 

Kero lifted her. She rolled, landing on her back and twisting to paw at his face. Her foot caught him on the nose. Her nails slipped beneath his lip, causing his face to distort as he nibbled at her toes and hopped backward. Lowering his head, his teeth found purchase on her tail and he pulled, still hopping back as he tugged her right along.