ooc: Fun as always.
Perhaps her goading them on was a little too much, but it was far too late for the female to reconsider. She giggled like mad as she watched her mate and friend have their little bout adding an occasional yip not and again to encourage a fantastic move from either before they were again at an impasse.
Yet when the eyes of her pupil turned on her, the Nomad felt her blood run cold and ears dropped hard against her skull. It was too late to voice a rebuttal or beg for mercy before the coyo-female came bounding towards her, ready to hold the golden dame victim once again. But she was more ready for it this time, and quickly sprang to her feet and made a lunge for her mate to evade the tawny girl’s onslaught. She parted her maw in a defeated howl, sounding the end to their little game as well as the prelude to a farewell to her dear friend. It was always a pleasure to see her kindred soul, and though she enjoyed their reunion, there needed to be a chance for another.
Waltzing to the side of her endearing love, she glanced over her shoulder to her friend left behind. On her face was not the forlorn expression of a goodbye, but a smile with the anticipations of another time when they could see each other again. For as many times as she had uttered in tongue, what was conveyed across her face was nothing in comparison to the grander volumes of her expression. She lifted her muzzle and sang again for her friend, offering her congratulations and praise as well as her unbridled joy. And as that song faded into the late winter air, another took its place as she began back down the path toward home;
‘We never say ‘goodbye’, only promise to see each other again.’
[Exit X'yrin]