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Kiara could feel Sarian's small teeth on her ear as the young pup tried to remove the flesh from its attached position. Although the attempt stung a little, there was no real damage being done to the unfortunate appendage. Still, Kiara wasn't going to just lay there and let her ear be chewed on. Instead, the arctic wolf flipped over which allowed her ear to slip out of the young wolf's grasp. An excited gasp came from Sarian as the older wolf skillfully pinned her to the ground. Kiara permitted Sarian to wriggle out her grasp, after all the game would not be fun if one player was always pinned to the floor. Sarian had decided to change tactics, and rather than going for Kiara's ear, ran for her fluffy tail. "It seems as if my tail is in trouble. Ow, don't bit so hard." The alabaster wolf's tail danced with Sarian still attached and Kiara laughed as she dragged the young pup across the floor.
Relief finally came when Shiloh called for dinner. Sarian immediately let go of Kiara's tail and ran for her food. The arctic would only shook her head as she slowly made her way towards dinner. Seeing that her bowl was up for grabs, Kiara firmly placed it between her two front paws as she laid down to enjoy her dinner. Kiara greedily lapped up the soup and enjoyed its savory flavor and the heat that radiated into her body. Before coming to Ichika, Kiara had never had cooked meat and found that she quite liked its elegant taste. After her meal, Kiara sat back and allowed Sarian to suckle for a little while. Although Sarian enjoyed eating meat, she still required some milk at the end of her meals. The snow wolf closed her eyes as the young pup suckled, but she did not sleep. "Thank you for the soup, delicious as ever. So who are you now?" Ever since Sarian had appeared, Shiloh's stutter had begun to fade. It was getting harder and harder to tell who was in charge, especially when Sarian was around. Kiara would sometimes have to ask because she did not want to address the wrong personality. This part of Shiloh still puzzled Kiara, but as anything she accepted her friends and simply decided to pretend she knew what was going on.
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