Swiftcurrent Creek Hopping down the bunny trail

He froze when he heard her mocking everything he said, a smile slowly forming on his face. And, even though she was, in no way, learning what he wanted her to know, there was just no way he could be mad at her. He turned, one eyebrow raised as he playfully glared at his daughter. Okay, brat, you better start running, he said, lowering his own front half into a play bow. Then with a teasing growl, he lunged forward, aiming to gently tackle her unless she managed to get away from him before he got there.