painted red and brown

He fell for it. Ghoul tried to grab her raised paw, and she let him. But she wouldn't let him knock her off balance or trip her up so easily. She leaned forward, allowing her full weight to crash into his front. Her teeth grazed the back of his neck, teasing but also attempting to grip it firmly in her jaws.

She didn't do much of anything else, allowing her added weight to both humour and hinder him. Wren wasn't much dead weight but letting a good amount of mass fall on him. She knew if he pinned her it was over, so she opted to lean against his shoulder in a pseudo-dance of sorts. She still tried to hold onto his neck.

One paw wrapped around his back, draping and clinging. The other awkwardly was held by Ghoul.

"Speech"