Dawnlark Plains friends and liars dont wait for me

the sylph was already off like a dark-faced hellion; while aningan's features were lit with surprise, caiaphas' were contorted back as she zoomed away. at his bark, the siren whirled back around, thundering towards him at a pell-mell speed as he raced towards her.

she slowed just enough that if they passed, she would aim a slight nip at his waving tail; it was a carefully restrained bout of play, meant to test aningan's threshold for play, and hopefully goad him into playing harder.