[Surrender is a word Padfoot likes to hear, and he barks his approval. He lets James push at him, only to crowd back close again a moment later. Ceding ground and then regaining it, too eager to be contained. His tail is wagging so hard he nearly overbalances. He paws at James' arm, at his shirtfront--he steps in close, licking his cheeks, his glasses, takes a pass at his hair, doglick and not cowlick, isn't it better--
And all the while he's shaking, eager, punctuating each show of affection with little whines, little yaps--twisting to lick at James' hands when he rubs at his sides, scratches at his back.
After some time of this, Padfoot backs up, abruptly, breaks free of James like he has to get a good full look at him. His tongue is hanging out of the corner of his mouth, a mouth that's doing this full dog grin, and he's panting like he's run some great distance. He stands, eager, quivering with how happy he is. Then he crashes to the floor, a big exaggerated SIT. His tail thumps, once more, twice more. James. The moment could go on forever.
Because this is easier too, no deep sadness to undercut pure joy. Padfoot can be wordlessly and completely happy in a way no human could manage. It will end in a moment, he will transform back, he will be himself and he will try to remember this feeling, imperfectly; he will never remember it properly, the way excitement is an all-body feeling.]
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And all the while he's shaking, eager, punctuating each show of affection with little whines, little yaps--twisting to lick at James' hands when he rubs at his sides, scratches at his back.
After some time of this, Padfoot backs up, abruptly, breaks free of James like he has to get a good full look at him. His tongue is hanging out of the corner of his mouth, a mouth that's doing this full dog grin, and he's panting like he's run some great distance. He stands, eager, quivering with how happy he is. Then he crashes to the floor, a big exaggerated SIT. His tail thumps, once more, twice more. James. The moment could go on forever.
Because this is easier too, no deep sadness to undercut pure joy. Padfoot can be wordlessly and completely happy in a way no human could manage. It will end in a moment, he will transform back, he will be himself and he will try to remember this feeling, imperfectly; he will never remember it properly, the way excitement is an all-body feeling.]