Cerulean Cape she don’t got a lot to say but there’s something about her

his heart thundered in his chest as her questing nose ran over his body, and an infinitesimal shiver ran through his skin at her touch. . .though he wasn't ticklish. she stepped back, and he gave her an awkward, lopsided smile, mouth tugging upward in one corner. "i'm okay," he assured her, his voice sparkling with suppressed laughter. "it's my pride that's hurt."

the laughter burst through like water from a dam as she tried to push him over, first with her dainty paws, then with a butt to her head. the burly man wasn't going anywhere, and he thought for a second of feigning a topple, but decided against it. you placated children, not beautiful women.

his lips drew back in a half-grin, half-snarl, and he growled softly back at her, eyes flashing as his body bent in a play bow. with a wag of his tail, he lunged forward as if to bowl her over--and stopped abruptly, instead lifting a paw to boop her snoot tap her lightly on the snout before giving her a reciprocal nudge to her shoulder with his head.