Duck Lake I Second That Emotion

his rebuttal makes contact. the contact of his shoulder against her face smarts with a dull ache and she recoils on instinct. a low growl bubbles in her throat, though not to be mistaken with aggression for praimfaya is having fun. swift and surefooted she is quick to recollect herself and with a wild laugh bursting from her lips she lunges at him again, this time hoping to knock him breathless with her shoulder to his ribcage in what has become her signature move.