"I really hope you bite me, if I start saying good girl," he mumbled, reaching down to take the ball, and give her another brisk scratching. He should probably pet more, but all the fur was just begging to be dug into, and that kind of rough affection appealed to him. At least when it was directed toward a wolf.
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Date: 2013-06-23 05:11 am (UTC)