Moonsong Glacier the sun is not a-bed

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Rolling upon her back, she feigned offense that he would dare assume to claim triumph, and to tackle her this way. 

But in reality, she enjoyed every second. 

If only he might tackle her this way every day.

When she finally found her feet again, she glanced out toward the open meadow. It made for the perfect hunting spot, and she hoped that luck would find them and a doe would traipse near.