Lost Creek Hollow What happened to that college fund?

To be met with bared teeth was to be expected; he had suddenly turned on her, after all. Had she not reacted in that way, he might have thought there to be something wrong, that she was too trusting—something he’d learned long ago that they could not be, not if they wanted to survive. So, rather than mirroring her actions, he continued to wave his tail up over his back and snorted, urging her to engage. Unconvinced that, that might be enough, he attempted to nip at her front paws—gently—furthering his attempt at encouraging her to wrestle.