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Niklas Kalliope Wright (knowingmore) wrote in lost_world,

"Sir Fluffsalot, mm?" Niks had to laugh, and when he caught the stick in the air, she clapped and hooted, not at all minding that she had just been sprayed by kicked up snow.

"Well done, Sir Fluffsalot." The name would be used in other situations, she was now sure of that, but she'd be nice and try to keep the name from a certain pair of pointed ears. She picked up the stick, thankful that she was wearing gloves and wouldn't feel any drool/slobber.

"Let's see." She crouched down, and with little warning other than her words, she reached out to hold his muzzle. Just a loose hold. "Mmm. What big mouth you have, Sir. Let's see how quickly you can fetch two, yes?"

She didn't let go, not that she was holding on tightly. She leaned forward and placed a kiss just above his nose. "What would that fur feel like on naked skin, I wonder." From others, her words may seem seductive or an attempt at seduction. From her, it was quite possibly pure curiosity. She let go, grabbed the second stick, and stood.

"Ready?"