Heat of the Moment

She followed his gaze, although her eyes were qickly drawn instead to the young figure near the herd of deer, and she laughed quietly. It was a tiny, gangly figure, and while she couldn't tell which one it was, she was pretty sure it was one of the pups. "Look there," she murmured quietly. "I think those deer are in for a fight of their life!" She chuckled again, shaking her head.

She huffed as Bass tugged on her ear and she growled at him sternly, leaning forward to nip at his jaw in retaliation. The growl faded to a smirk as he spoke again, and she snorted. "Don't remind me that I'm getting old!" she chastised him. She twisted around and tried to bite his tail, growling at him, although it quickly turned into laughter. "I'm not sure!" She really didn't know.

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