Her chest rumbled with the low sound of a growl. Mock of course, the little wolf found that there was nothing more enjoyable then wrestling among the bed covers. She pushed against Savina, though she wanted nothing more then the attention that she was giving. Her growl became giggles, before lengthening out into laughter. It wasn’t easy to dodge the tickling while Kansas chewed her toes.
Her breaths were ragged, Ok, o.. ksss… She spoke from beneath one of the blankets. Unable to handle the battering on her sensitive stomach, she tried to twist free from the two assailants. Once she was off her back she bit at Kansas’ fingers, before launching a counter attach on the two.
She nipped at his nose, and pawed his face. Tail wagging beneath the blanket her half hid under, Mati let her teething become gentle licks on his far larger nose.
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