Haunted Wood When will they learn this lonliness

he rebounded after her, snapping, and she heard the click of his teeth as they came together just out of reach of her. she rounded, watchful for signs of any change in their game. one could never be too careful. she would posture with great care, to make it known with her raised tail and stomping feet that she did not mean him ill at all. he got the message.

the man bowed and welcomed her close to play, and so she would romp and snap and press her luck as close as he would allow. her tail-tip shifted with little shakes in between her actions, to openly telegraph her good motives; this would go on, her veering one way or another, her snapping, until she was out of breath.

at her size, it did not take long before she was open-mouthed and panting.