Sun Mote Copse always.

Fin wriggled her eyebrows suggestively at Elwood and stifled a laugh. She allowed herself to be scooped closer and used the tickling as an opportunity to squirm even nearer to him. She laughed aloud then and rolled onto her back, kicking her paws out. She reached towards his face and pawed at his muzzle in an attempt to get him to stop, but she did so gently. She didn't want to actually mar his super handsome face.