June 12, 2018, 08:21 AM
When she bounded forward, Gannet fell back, allowing her to bowl him over with exaggerated easiness as he rolled onto his side. Likely she landed a few nips on his muzzle and ears, and he batted a paw lightly at her, opening his mouth to counter with a few bites that wouldn't entirely close, play-style.
Gannet's face and body are open books; you are more than welcome to distinctly notice any emotion written in his posts.
(Most thread titles come from Into the Fire from the Scarlet Pimpernel)
(Most thread titles come from Into the Fire from the Scarlet Pimpernel)
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i was damn near out of tweed. - by Yami - May 30, 2018, 06:45 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Gannet - June 01, 2018, 02:46 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Yami - June 04, 2018, 08:55 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Gannet - June 06, 2018, 06:32 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Yami - June 07, 2018, 07:00 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Gannet - June 12, 2018, 08:21 AM