Sawtooth Spire un beso

Paws carried the polar bear after her companion, expelling thoughts from her mind as she went. Had you asked her personally, she'd give the same feeling on emotions. She had little desire to deal with them and figured that the only ones she had any understanding of was that of anger and pride. A wrathful and proud creature, she had never stopped to consider others and did not do so now. But she did act on instinct, and that drew her nearer to his form, the glint of sunlight telling her they weren't far from an exit.

Teeth grasped his tail, pulling him back a little before teeth nipped at his haunch. A second nip found his shoulder and then a third, the base of his ear. Even a fourth was aimed at his whiskers, body now connected to his from hip to shoulder. There was no dominance or tension but merely an air of play, her reluctance of contact gone for the moment. She had initiated this game, hadn't she?

Just as quickly as she had come up beside him, Nanuk split away from him and picked up a quicker pace, following the scent of the outdoors. Strides lengthened into a canter, their game of tag still on after she had gotten him back. Thoroughly.