Heron Lake Plateau Your love is like a car crash.

Towhee tickled Niamh rather mercilessly for a few seconds, though she relented when she saw her friend mouthing, "Stop!" and took several steps back when she signed her surrender. Towhee gave her companion some time and space to recover, all the while grinning a little smugly.

"We should do that again sometime. I now have a theory that tickle attacks might have their place on the battlefield..." Towhee quipped. She then shook her head with a brief laugh. "Thanks, though. It worked." Her mind had cleared and her mood had lifted. The anger wasn't entirely gone, though it had definitely simmered to a more tolerable level for the time-being.

"Now," she said in the next breath, making to begin moving, "let me express my thanks with a bite of lunch." Nudging Niamh, the Beta spun on a heel, heading toward food in one form or another.

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