Dragoncrest Cliffs With no more words to fill these borders

Okay, so the lackadaisical Bat knew how to play. That gave Ephraim at least a starting point for a connection, and he moved as though to collect the moss ball and engage her in a game of catch, but then he paused and arched his brows at her. The nod was enthusiastic at first, but she wasn't stopping. Bat was giggling instead, seemingly enjoying herself as her over-large ears flapped around.

Thinking that this was some sort of game, Ephraim gave his own head a couple of shakes, but though his ears outstripped the average wolf pup's in size thanks to hybridization, they weren't quite large enough to hit him like hers were. It didn't matter in the end; she pranced over and slapped him, causing him to stutter-step backward and work his itching nose from where the tip of an ear had stung, and then she fell back and lamented her hurting head.

"Sorry," said Ephraim automatically, though he didn't know what he was sorry for. "Play somethin' else maybe?"