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He agreed and before she could react, lunged for a paw. The woman let out a girlish squeal that transitioned in to laughter as she tried to avoid him; Camilla wasn't trying very hard. Whatever fancy footwork she employed would cause her to careen close to Phox so she could reach at his scruff with her teeth, taking little nibbles of his neck fur or nudging at his jaw line, only to duck away if he began to react to her. Camilla was fast on her feet. She ducked around him and circled him a few times, spinning on her heels or diving close for the physical contact, until she was all out of moves and trying to catch her breath.