Wheeling Gull Isle they're coming to take me away, ha-ha!

xiaoqing fell back willingly- but nüwu was determined to believe it was her own strength that had put him below her, and not his kindness in giving her the upper hand. now that she had him on his back, she wasn't sure what came next. nüwu was a player, not a fighter, and truthfully any desire to establish dominance did not exist in her. she laughed, and simply batted a paw against his dark chocolate muzzle that stuck upwards from his features. it was here that nüwu plucked herself off of him, and backed up a couple feet again, falling into a playbow once more- an invitation- did he want to go again, or shall they save any more play for another day?