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Feeling his hands at her waist made Terra regret returning to the ground so quickly. If she had waited longer, perhaps more touching would have followed. Perhaps she might have still been given her surprise. Cerberus settled in beside her, and still playing submissive Terra edged forwards, nudging his arm softly with her nose. She grinned at his words, though this time the coyote played nice and didn't move, letting her tail wrap around her body.
The most difficult part of the question for Terra was what she used her hands for. There were things she did with them, but telling a stranger about them seemed rather questionable. Most canines didn't care for thieves after all. Licking her nose she pondered the question. Surprises, games, shiny things. She couldn't resist them, unused to the allure, always snatching them away even if she didn't keep them. As for dislikes, discipline, fighting, and being pushed away. Especially right now, when she craved touch. I do tricks with a friend. Tricks meant to entertain the audience, rather than herself.
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