Redhawk Caldera Carpe diem

Even as Elwood combed through the grass with his snout and paws, Wildfire cottoned on to his joke. "You lie!" she exclaimed, at a volume that was quite possibly the loudest Elwood had ever heard her use. It was still a few degrees softer than any other wolf's shout due to the damage done to her vocal chords all those months ago, but her indignation came through loud and clear.

She then threatened to tear off his tail, a proclamation which sent her into fits of laughter. Elwood joined her, chuckling as his paws grew still and he ended his pretentious search. His ears splayed to the side and his eyelids slid to half-mast, his mouth opened wide in a silly grin. Wildfire continued to giggle, and she was successful in catching him off guard when she pounced him.

He felt the weight of her against his shoulders but this time didn't give in. She was small enough that it would have taken some effort for her to drag him down; he braced his forelegs and remained sitting up, his muscles tensed against her attack. "Not this time, kiddo," he quipped, then reached out to wrap an arm around her neck, effectively giving her a noogie with his other paw.