Redhawk Caldera You and I were fire, fire, fireworks

To add insult to injury, something heavy smashed down on her backside, pinning Wildfire to the floor. She squeaked and made a halfhearted attempt to bend backward to bite at her assailant. When she couldn't reach him, she made a tiny hmph! sort of sound and starfished again.

That's when something began fanning across both pups, alternately swishing cool air around them and lightly bopping their heads. A second cherubic giggle exploded from the puppy's smudged snout. She rolled, dumping Nightjar off her, and began jabbing the air with her paw just like her brother, trying to catch and hold onto Finley's moving tail.