Seaside Moors Chere, mo lemmé toi

@Rosalyn mama also welcome <3

She continued to gallop this way and that, leaping with outstretched paws to try and clap the fly between them, though in part she wasn't interested in causing the creature harm or doing something that might end the fun she was having. So she missed, and leapt- and missed again, though the fly began to truly begin to resent all the energy it was using, and eventually drifted far too high into the air for her to catch, leaving Chacal to make a few last leaps, before she landed awkwardly, with a dull thump, to her hindquarters once again. She lost sight of the fly and it was just as well, as she'd become quite dizzy. 

She at first saw two forms watching her, both with mismatched eyes- until they twisted and melded togeher into the shape of her Maman. Shaking her pelt out, and testing to see how dizzy she still was, she meandered back toward her mother before she abruptly stopped, and dipped into a play bow, huffing out a breath of air in a quiet, but playful challenge.