Moonspear but i know about one thing i got to do

He liked to throw his teeth around and gladly kept up with that until she got a paw involved to complicate things. If that was how it was, he tried to mouth at that very paw some to express his stance. Next he growled some unnecessary extra complaints over paw-in-the-face while he was at it before he finally gave up and maneuvered himself away, out of immediate reach of more.

His tail whipped and determined to try to keep the pace hot, he sprung forward in a tiny arc around her, biting towards her legs, underbelly, and the spaces next to them for his next move.