Neverwinter Forest In A Week

A soft curve in he lips expressed her glee that finally the young man's stoic and borish attitude had broken, even slightly from how he immediately stoped back talking, and seemed to focus on her movements. 

Her ears folded back to protect them from hard, but the smile never left her face to ensure that he would always know that she was only playing and nothing more than just a couple scrapes and bruises would become of this. 

The drive by nip had her swinging around, using the same targeted paw as a pivot point, swinging around by using her back legs to push and face him again. Immediately she bounced toward him, maw comically wide as she threatened to softly bite at a part of his face, or nape.