As a whole, she thought, she had made a good day for herself. She'd had a good hard run and found Mars at the end of it, and more importantly, she had discovered a certain kind of bullying that he seemed to be all right with, and she could barely contain her excitement at seeing how far she could push it. So she had raced off, ready for another good hard run, and slowed to more of a darting, stopping pattern to try and pick up any traces of something chaseable. Instead, she had found another curious scent.
"Hey, Mars?" She called, raising her shaggy head to look for the blue-eyed male behind her. "Mars, you remember those flowers you were always messing with back when me and Kami first found you?"
