Let's go play

"The best?" She said, in mock surprise. "Are you sureeee?" She raised her head so her muzzles nearly brushed his lower jaw. She under her flirting, she was intentionally making fun of him. She had been scared of him before, and now she was gleefully testing if he was a creature deserving of that fear, absorbing any muffled anxiety into the all-consuming warmth.

She moved politely, or as politely as she could muster, from his embrace, walking slowly towards the lumps of shrubbery from the outer rims of the gathering. "I would." She said again, in a posh tone. "I have a feelingg, that after this night you'll be nothing but a common dog dear princee." Again, she said had only a general idea of what that meant, but she knew she was a natural at this, the queen of word play.