Wheeling Gull Isle tell me can you hear me now?

His use of the word she taught him so naturally within a tease warms her heart, she can feel the heat in her cheeks- or was that just the excitement of play? She let go of his ear, laughing out, Laogong, I play, not fight. Maybe you notice I bad at this, She giggles. 

Biting at her paw, she releases a little EEP! of surprise more than real pain. She stumbles backwards on her paws, careful to maintain her balance before anything else- wouldn't want to give those kids brain damage. She calls back to him with a grin, And you, darling? Do you fight? On some level she was already confident of the answer, but the questions were all part of the game for her. While she awaited his answer, she would barrel towards him, hoping to grab his tail between her teeth if she could get behind him successfully.