Blake
Well played little mate, well f*****g played.
Kelsey was always a firecracker, never wavering from a challenge. Instead, she ran towards them with excitement exploding in her eyes. Her competitive nature thrived for a challenge, taking pride in her victories whether small or large. She knew very well to take her opponents by surprise, a key element in any battle which we try to instill into our pups from a young age. She embraced them, just like she had just embraced me. Thank the Moon Goddess that she hadn’t changed.
I wasn’t sure if she wanted this as badly as I did or if she was running off of the adrenaline from her anger towards me, either way I wasn’t complaining.
I had spent years longing to feel her quiver under my touch again, countless nights I had spent enveloped in my
