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She definitely seemed to have a good day. Charles felt a rush of victory when he managed to nip at her face and she then turned round and started to run again; he thought, anyway. Charles nearly tripped over her when she suddenly flopped down to the ground with a seemingly happy smile on her face.

Whrist, she said, and at first Charles just blinked dumbly, trying to figure out what she meant. Realising finally that it must be a name, he put forward his most charming smile and said, 'm Charles. Then he lay down on the ground as well — but stomach down — to rest for a moment. His body gently heaved back and forth from the exertion of the run while he panted to catch his breath.