Dawnlark Plains Fossil

jhala ducked when she heard the bark, but while she was running it came off a bit clumsier than usual. the grotto had kept her healthy, even in the winter season, and so her some of her pregnancy fat was still weighing her down-- at least she told herself it was pregnancy fat. so his teeth met the back of her neck, tightly, though she did not feel the angry force than wolves had when they were truly fighting, so she remained playful. her amber eyes glowed warmly, hermouth open in a friendly smile and tongue lol, and her tail waving furiously.

the boy was heavier than she'd anticipated, she'd been so used to having her own youth's around she forgot what a yearling actually weighed. she gave another lighthearted yip before bending her head, twisting it so she could nip at his ankles. ain't want those bad boys bitten, maybe it'd force him off her neck, give her another chance to strike.