Lost Creek Hollow cause everybody plays the beautiful game while out in brazil

She hummed thoughtfully at his suggestion, giving him a devilish smirk.  Yeah, raising the stakes did sound like fun, and she always enjoyed a good game -- a good gamble.  It was probably more in her favor to start with anyway, but unless Terance put some particularly negative penalties on a loss, she didn't think there was much risk on her part.  Her response to his touch was quick -- a playful growl, a tilt of her head so she could rake her teeth harmlessly through his fur again.  But she probably didn't need to say any more, given the way he grinned.  Nah, they were on the same page.  It'd be a good day.