Greyn watched the two females, his tail waging slowly from side to side, its position neutral. He really had no problem with Ice, he just wasn't willing to open himself up to hurt again. Slowly he stepped forward, one paw ahead of the other, nearing the dark female. His body language was neutral, not dominant, nor submissive. Instead he stepped right up to the edge of her personal space. He waited a heart beat, watching her coat shifting over her flesh...
Then he launched the last step, his tongue falling from between his powerful jaws to run all the way across her face. From one side of her muzzle to the opposite ear. Leaving a path of wet, undignified fur sticking up in it wake. His tail wagged slowly, his posture ready to run or chase.
Hell, he couldn't have held himself together for one more second! Though he was bound and determined to have his shot at Mist... He wanted to play! He gave a great powerful woof, leaping away from Ice and onto Mist. He bounded away again, almost immediately, bouncing back a few yards before he spun... And bowed playfully, tail wagging high in the air.
Come get me, Girls
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