Wheeling Gull Isle jade and silver

Lei Lei knew not all of her cousins appreciated the idea of roughousing, but she was glad at least one of them did. Playing was so important for wolves -- at least, that's what the stormcloud would always say to get away with pushing around others and tugging on their tails. It taught respect and boundaries, and it reminded others that times did not always have to be so serious.

"Practicing, yes?" she asked with a puff, "what do your sisters think?" Huā was never one to fight, at least Lei Lei remembered her that way. Quiet, reserved -- fighting maybe wasn't her cup of tea. Her thoughts are cut off when another attack comes, this time for her rump! Of all places!

She was growing tired, maybe due to being slightly out of shape with how much relaxing she did at home. Now she would have to put her weight back in the right spots, hopefully with Ying's help and encouragement. She dropped her flank, along with her whole body, and accepted defeat. A loud yowl of fake pain and remorse escaped her lips and she flopped her head against the ground like deadweight.

"Blegh" she said, "you win this time." She looks to her cousin form the ground and striked a paw up to push gently against Ying's cheek. "But wait until I'm in shape again!" she laughed then rolled onto her back, eyes wandering in the slightest.