Phoenix Maplewood you are the bubbles to my bath

Head low, tail tucked, rump in the air, she peeked upwards at him and then lowered her eyes too. Ears flattened against her head. She wasn't quite sure what the protocol here was, but she'd figure it out. Oh wait. Her bum was up. She lowered that too, tucking her hind paws beneath her as she crouched and made herself as small a bundle of tiny fur as possible.

Reek spoke. She peeked again, peering up at him with one eye open as she contemplated his words. "Dun hafta do what?" she asked finally, deciding it was worth asking. He nudged her and she flopped over on her side. A paw ended up tucked over her nose and she peered out from underneath it, glancing up at him as he asked if she wanted to play.

Her question was immediately forgotten as she hopped back to her feet and bowed again, this time more spirited than before. Her tiny tail wagged above her head as she bounced around and landed in that low bow a few times, yipping all the while. "Let's play Week! I wanna play!" She had no idea what, but everything was fascinating so pretty much anything would do. "I was chase being twirly thingies."