Nova Peak spin city

After a little while, even Bazi started to laugh - she looked like the Ice Age squirrel, desperately holding on to a head-sized acorn. The side of Scimitar's head was slick with drool now, and the ear slid from her grasp as she gasped for air between burst of cackling laughter.

It was all so ridiculous. All  of it.

Scimitar's play succeeded. Bazi found herself wedged between a literal rock and a fluffy but firm place, paddling her paws at the top of her mate's head like a pup. "Stop! Mercy!" she roared, wailing with laughter now. Above them, the storm had really gathered pace - and if they had paid more attention, the two wolves might have noticed the faint beginnings of a spiral in the clouds.