Dragoncrest Cliffs elsker at hade

She released her feather-soft grip on her own tail and dipped down into a play bow, excitedly chuffing soft breaths of air at Rosencrantz who- with all the care and ambling grace of a workhorse- attempted to catch his own tail to please her. His movements were neither frenetic nor lacklustre, interestingly enough, and she could tell that he did want to catch it...But he was not exactly built to be so flexible that he could perform the same task as a young teenager. Given the effort he put in, she forgave him for his failure immediately, and applauded him silently by flattening her ears and licking her lips in a show of respect. 

Her own tail winging in slow, low waves at her heels, she crept forward with a slinking motion, hindquarters hunched and head low as though in a pre-emptive apology. She chuffed an appreciative yip, and made as though to touch her nose to his chin in a polite and gracious gesture- only to side-step and spring like a youthful jackrabbit toward his haunches with her jaws agape. 

If he could not catch his own tail...She could catch it for him.