Phoenix Maplewood Cowboys and Angels

Amalia was enjoying this game. Back and forth she piled the leaves and leapt and piled again. She had just finished piling and jumping. Pulling the leaves to her center as she did say. When something caught her attention.

She lay flat on her back in the pile of leaves when.

A voice calling her name. Black head, was up from the leaves and she smiled, green gaze warm.

Hello Reno. Want to play?

She smacked at the leaves again. She leapt from the center of the brown, and red mass of leaves, sticks and leaves sticking to her pelt.

She lurched forward and smiled closer and nudged him hard with her head and nose, and then turned back around and with a sweet play growl, her body bent forwards.

She bounded forward in a leap and the leaves flew around her head, as her laughter rang out clear and trilling. Nose to the sky, eyes closed in ecstasy.