Redhawk Caldera May the force be with you

The Beta expertly navigated the tangle of flailing limbs, his cool nose soon snuffling at her belly. Wildfire froze, then began to squirm in an entirely different way as Elwood tickled her. She rocked back and forth, giggling, her forelegs now slapping ineffectually against his snout. She tolerated it for as long as she could, then rolled out from under him, regaining her feet in a surprisingly sweeping motion... but overbalancing and practically falling forward onto her face. Fortunately, she managed to avoid impact and went rigid until she established equilibrium.

Then she turned toward him, smiling. "Can a Warrior tickle a enemy to win?" she wondered. It had seemed an effective tactic, though it was hard to picture doing that to a stranger, much less an opponent. Before her uncle could respond, the pup's stomach gave a sudden snarl and she asked, "Can we get a snack?" It was about time for a break.