Redhawk Caldera No sandbox on my playground

Her daddy laughed, and nothing had ever made her happier. Liffey's ears smashed against her skull as her tail, still wagging wildly, tucked against her rump. She whined gently and fell to her back to expose her belly, reaching up at him with flapping paws and a giant smile upon her face.  It was a submissive move, but not one caused by fear or the need to show respect. It was driven by instinct, and done in a selfless desire to make her daddy smile again.