Northstar Vale (M) In memory of Keith.

Oops, was all Towhee managed to get out before Maxim wiped her own snot on her, earning an undignified screech.

Well, all was fair in love and war, she supposed. She ducked her head and used a forepaw to swipe the goo from her muzzle, then wiped it in the grass with a noise of disgust. Despite this, she was grinning when she looked back up at Maxim.

That wasn’t the fluid bonding I had in mind, Towhee gibed, suddenly sprawling in the grass. What if I laid flat like this and you crouched behind me? Think that’d work? she questioned with a chuckle.