Lost Creek Hollow venus, planet of love

Gradually everything returned to normal, the prickly sensation of cold went away and Nunataq's good mood returned, once grooming was finished. Having sat with her back turned to the stream and the she-wolf, she now spun around to face her. She regarded her slyly, came a little closer, lied down on her belly and gave the stranger's head a good sniff. With this done, she seemed to be pondering something and then lifted one of her forepaws to swat the lady on the forehead. Not hard and with no better reason than because I can one.