Dawnlark Plains Four Door Aventador

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What seemed like a very innocent playful experience turned into an all-out miniature war in front of her. At least that what she assumed they saw it as. Padma was not pleased to have her sisters mouth holding onto her snout. And with one powerful pup swoosh, she pawed her sister right off her muzzle. Sending Meadow crying out.

It was no one's fault really they were both still so young. But it seemed like for the moment Meadow needed the most comforting. She smiled at both of them but then went to list massage Meadow's chest and stomach with her chin. She had noticed the little ones discomforting movements and wanted to assist her in returning to normal.

"Your ok Meadow. Now we know not to do that again."  Pema remarked to Meadow, in her mind thinking her children would have no idea what it was she would be saying. She then turned her head quickly towards Padma. "Be careful little Padma, your siblings are fragile little things. They can't always keep up with your strength."  she teased though cautioned the miniate being. 

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