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Keldava arrived first, hitting Papa at full speed. Unfortunately, Papa was prepared for them, warned by the call. He squirmed around, knocking her back over. Dalgina dived into the pile, barking happily as they wrestled around. Each one fought against the other, climbing to see who would get on top, only to be knocked back over. Growls filled the air as they played, everything forgotten outside their small circle of play. Dalgina pushed herself over Papa's head, a paw pressing down on his nose as she worked on scrambling up, only to have her tail grabbed and pulled back down, heaped over by her tingla.
It was a great surprise. Dalgina was happy to spend time with her talnala. With her tingla and Papa Dalgina couldn't be happier. Time flew by with the day, exploring and wrestling, a short break for food, then right back to playing. Keldava outmatched her speed and energy, but Dalgina just laughed, full of joy at what they were doing. It was late when she crawled back to Papa's side, settling in sleepily.
