Barrow Fields And then! And then! And then! And then!

The floating head's reaction reminded her of her sister's reaction, every single time she had kept at her she was rewarded with a series of clicking teeth and pain in her scruff. This became a game to the child as pain bloomed over her skin as a few snaps connected with her fur, this did not discourage her movements or her laughter. Instead she remained prone, her ears pricked and her tail swaying back and forth in a rather playful action.

The stranger seemed unhappy, why, the wolfdog was not sure as her words confused her. Was she touched? What? Her head tilted dramatically in confusion. "Touched?" Her sing song voice finally dropped in volume as she looked at the agitated woman quizzically. She did not understand and this was very clear.