The Tangle It takes two to tangle

Amabilia slowly rose to her feet, rubbing her sore chin with a paw before shaking herself off. Most of the debris was still stuck in her fur, but it was mostly to get ahold of herself. Suddenly, there was the unmistakable sound of rustling leaves and crackling twigs, then a solid thud that could only belong to another fairly large creature. She whipper her whole body around towards the noise to find another wolf comically lying belly-up on the ground. They weren't making any sort of move to get up, and their eyes were closed. Were they... Playing dead?

Um... What are you doing? She asked, the confusion evident in her expression. Her muscles relaxed, as a wolf on its back wasn't much of a threat. Especially if they were doing... Whatever this one was doing.