Lost Creek Hollow wish i could prove i love you.

He thought not of the consequences that could come to light, but rather the game that they had presently invested themselves in. With a smirk planted on his features, he artfully dodged her snaps to offer ones of his own and believed himself to be in the clear until she had shoved herself against him. He teetered less than gracefully, but was ready for her when she reached again. She latched on though he tried to draw away and the action itself prompted him to swing a foreleg across her shoulders as he bayed dramatically to the woodland around them. And with that foreleg left to arch over her, he meekly tried to free himself, though it was only so that he could bring his muzzle to preen at the downy hairs of her neck and torso.