[When the third, and final, profusion of sneezes passes, she plunks down into a slouch, leveling a testing stare on him, then leans down to paw her own muzzle for good measure. Some might argue that this isn't worth her being petty, and to be certain, she's rarely petty. It's not a means she often reverts to. This isn't about having the upper hand, however.
It's become about teaching a child he can't laugh at someone else's distress. Being maternal does not mean only coddling, and if he were another wolf, this would have already turned into her nipping him a lot. When she sits up again, she's licking whiskers clean, and then up on all fours she goes once more, and for a moment, a small, brightened moment, it may seem as if she's readying to jump down.
Instead, she snatches the pillow up, turns back to him, and after purposefully pulling her head back, tosses it on the floor between the bed and his feet. There's his answer. She doesn't wait for reaction, she starts digging with unforgiving claws at blankets, and sheets, and mattress to dust off any remaining pepper. The faint shredding sounds seem to be of no concern to her either.]
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It's become about teaching a child he can't laugh at someone else's distress. Being maternal does not mean only coddling, and if he were another wolf, this would have already turned into her nipping him a lot. When she sits up again, she's licking whiskers clean, and then up on all fours she goes once more, and for a moment, a small, brightened moment, it may seem as if she's readying to jump down.
Instead, she snatches the pillow up, turns back to him, and after purposefully pulling her head back, tosses it on the floor between the bed and his feet. There's his answer. She doesn't wait for reaction, she starts digging with unforgiving claws at blankets, and sheets, and mattress to dust off any remaining pepper. The faint shredding sounds seem to be of no concern to her either.]