Ouroboros Spine Anukasha

Once rolled to his feet, he was still wiggling. His tail whipped like a tiny helicopter blade, wup wup wup wup, as the laughter died out. Then the woman was moving and when she spoke, Mojag parroted back, Bawk!!

The woman patted the dirt a couple of times. Mojag didn't know what she wanted yet. He liked the sound she made and when reading her behavior through the lens of primal instinct, thought it was an invitation to another game.

He launched in to a tumble, belly jiggling, flailing more than walking, as he chased after her paws.