Redhawk Caldera i think the universe is on my side.

Finley giggled gently at the nose tap, a little tingle trickling along her spine at the touch. Her tongue flicked out lightly against his snout just before she slipped her paws off of his shoulders and settled down in the snow against him, nuzzling her muzzle against his throat with a happy little growl not much unlike a purr. She rolled her eyes at his question, immediately recognizing that he was fishing for a particular response. She was quite happy and content enough to give it freely, but....

"You know that I -" she began to placate him, pausing right before giving him the words he was looking for to change her pace with an excited grin, "Oh my gosh! If you did get eaten by a bear, I'd get to go beat it up! I LOVE beating up bears!" She paused for a moment to let that sink in.