Blacktail Deer Plateau Romance and awkwardness.

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Dakarai overtook her quickly; for even though she was spritely and fast, she was just a little thing and her thin legs were no match for his strong, bounding gait. He yipped at her and she yipped back, launching off of featherlight legs onto the ground in front of her and then again and again, not able to pull in front of him and and at the same time, not really wanting to. In fact she slowed her movements so that she was right behind him and she nipped annoying at his heels, clipping the back of his thighs gently with her teeth. The dove laughed as she did so, sure that these small offenses were entirely vexing her dear husband. Then she immediately stopped running and skidded to a halt, waiting for him to notice that she was not in his pursuit anymore. Then she dropped into a playful bow and kneaded the earth with her paws, forearms and chin. Her rump raised into the air and wiggled with a youthful playfulness, signaling that the fae was determined to make their race end in a wrestling match. Lifting her lip and releasing a devilish growl, she beckoned him closer.