The Wolf and the Fox

Gwen was in Fox form with a bag in her mouth trotting deep into the forest to meet Ian. She had some tennis balls and some meat and just some stuff in general for the night.
She dropped the bag and looked at the sky, The moon had risen.
She howled twice to let him know where she was.
"aAAUUUUUUUU!!!"

Ian's paws thudded against the forest floor as he made his way to where he heard Gwen calling to him. Not that he needed to hear her, he could identify her by smell, even with all the scents of the Forbidden Forest. He'd already taken a dip in the lake before heading out. Once he found Gwen he pounced on her and pinned her down to the ground while shaking himself dry.

Gwen yelped and bit his ear playfully rolling them around as if to say *Iaaaaaaannnnn... now I´m wet.....*
She licked his ear playfully and grabbed a tennis ball waving it playfully.