Role Play- 8th of December

Faith watches Tip giggling. She wanted to join him and Peachy, but couldn't... (referring to the fact she's only got three legs)

Alfonso leaps up into the air and lands on his back thrashing about in the sand, squealing playfully. He rolls around, collecting sand on his fur in the process.

*Nala giggled at Alfonso's strangeness...*

Dasher looks over at Alfonso and titles his head a bit.

Faith bursts out with laughter at Alfonso. He was so funny when he was playful.

Alfonso pauses for a brief moment, realizing that he's drawing attention to himself but that's ok because he's hyper and can care less who watches him roll around in the sand. He sits up on his haunches and slaps both his front paws on the ground at the same time, kicking up small amounts of dust and sand in the process while squealing with delight.

Faith continues giggling.

Dasher looked around, unsure of what he should do. Since he wasn't accepted in, he didn't feel the usual urge to flirt.

Alfonso inhales some of the dust he had kicked up and begins coughing. He gets up, brushing at his nose with his paw. It's burning his nostrils!

Peachy looks up from playing with Tip as she heard her son coughing. Immediately, her maturnal instincts kick in and she rushes over to him to see what's going on and to see how she can nurture his discomfort away. She sees a small cloud of dust lingering around him and quickly nudges him out of the suffucating cloud so he can get some fresh air.

Faith looks at Alfonso, concerned.

*Wow, Nala thought. She just trudged off, in search of Bad Luck, Tosca, Shakespeare, or anybody...*

Alfonso sneezes which expelles the dust and sand from his nose. He glances around at everyone and nods, insisting everyone that he's fine.

Peachy is relieved that her son didn't develop any breathing problems from the dust and sand. She stands up on her hind legs and turns the upper half of her body towards Dasher, gazing into his alluring eyes with interest.

Noticing Peachy looking at him, Dasher smiles at her. She seemed to be interested in him some how. Deciding maybe he could be friends with her, he approached her.

Faith smiles, assured Alfonso was fine. He wasn't her pup, but she was still close to him. She regarded him as a nephew or younger brother.

Peachy becomes unsteady on her feet. He's...he's actually approaching her! An ecstatic squeal echoes through her head. She tries to contain her excitement but it's hard to when a hunky male chooses her to approach. This typical push over female has become weak at the knees for yet another handsome male.

Alfonso returns to his play and darts around Faith 4 times before playfully nipping at her tail.

Dasher soon was near Peachy, smiling to her in a friendly, and also, faintly flirty kind of way. He knew she was attracted to him, given she was giving off the basic signals. A small part of his flirty side was slowly awakening.

Faith giggles and moves her tail around to see if he'll catch it.

Peachy instantly puts on her charm with a flirtacious smile. Her tail twitches from the twinge of love euphoria that's flowing through her body and her heart flutters. Suddenly becomes bashful and partially glances away giggling flirtaciously.

Alfonso swats at Faith's tail trying to catch it. When that fails, he pounces in every direction her tail moves.

Faith giggles and keeps moving her tail, amused with Alfonso's attempts.

Shakespeare happily forages , his wounds are almost healed and he feels much better and refreshed . He is currently unaware that he has lost Peachy to another male

Tosca glances around , she hisses realising they have edged closer to the Zippers .

This time, Alfonso snatches Faith's tail in his mouth. He gently gnaws on it while churring playfully. He's oblivious to Tosca and Shakespeare unwittingly finding themselves back near the Zippers.

Dasher grins a little and coils himself a bit around Peachy, his flirty side slowly coming out.

Shakespeare looks up hearing Tosca , he spots Dasher with Peachy , he hisses loudly infuriated , but knows he cant do anything ,

*Nala got up and trotted over to Tosca and Shakespeare, wondering where they'd been?*

Peachy giggles then bats her eyes flirtaciously at Dasher. She just can't get enough of his heart fluttering charms.