Redhawk Caldera Not a wing flapper in sight.

In the middle of another hiccup he was easily flicked away, rolling over twice before remaining on his back. He squirmed and gave a short grunt of anger before squeaking, just as she pushed her nose against his belly and snuffled. He gave a surprised squeak and then began to laugh, squirming around and managing to flip himself upright. He wiggled back toward the side of her face and went after her ears, grabbing one and gumming it like he had done to her paw as she tickled Cinder.