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Ciara let out a similar burst of laughter when Titania rolled after her nip. She bounded….pranced, really, away from her Alphess and to the edge of the clearing, before turning tail and making her way back. Her paws pounded against the earth as she kicked up more dandelion flowers, yipping happily. She stopped every so often to wiggle on the spot, her tail wagging hard behind her when she glanced to the still rolling Alphess. Suddenly Titania’s crimson form was coming towards her, and Ciara grinned.
She waited…waited….waited some more until the other was almost at her before she ducked right down into the grass. Titania would either stop in surprise, run her over, or jump over her. Either way it would be fun, and Ciara hid her snickering beneath a paw. Inside she was soaring, so happy that she and Titania could have fun like this. All their previous encounters had been so serious and negative, it was wonderful to frolic in the flowers with her and just have fun.
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