Redhawk Caldera Hurry up, we're dreaming

When Elwood reached toward her head again, Wildfire didn't duck away this time. Her ear flicked when he touched it. She blinked, then tilted her head toward him, appreciating the friendly scratch. She then went rigid when he loudly addressed her, her reaction answering his question even though Wildfire couldn't really hear him well and certainly didn't understand his words.

"Abba!" she crowed again, bouncing in place. She then pulled herself forward, bottom dragging, to mush herself again her uncle. She not so secretly hoped he would resume with massaging her ear—better yet, both ears this time. Wildfire made this known by rubbing her crown against his chest and legs like a kitten and even letting loose a little mewl.