A Gourd Game of Fetch {SEASONAL EVENT}

ashe I've got a jet black heart And there's a hurricane underneath it it Ashe's eyes followed Kalt's arms as he brought Theea down to the ground before the harmless gourd, and the shewolf watched with attentive eyes as Kalt instructed his daughter in what to do. Her tail moved behind her of its own accord, and she tilted her head just slightly as she stepped a few paces closer. That demonic pumpkin was snarling and wriggling under Kalt's hand, but he held it fast as Theea wound up and.. Ashe let out a high bark that earned triumphant giggles from the little girl as she bounded after the pumpkin. Ashe's large paws were light on the ground as she slowed bouncing steps in an arc around the gourd. She tilted her head and panted at it, and she watched for a moment as it somehow managed to set itself right, and then set it's sights on her. The wolf snuffed at it before she darted her head forward, snatching it up in her teeth once more as she bounded back towards Kalt and Theea. As before, she dropped the pumpkin on the side of it's snarling... head? Body? She stood wagging her tail before it at them... but as Kalt would reach for it, Ashe let out a yip and grabbed for it again, prancing away a few steps before dropping it again with a bark. She was looking at both of them now with challenge in her eyes: Catch me!