Blackberry Fields Monday is Funday

Trotting along at a steady pace with that slightly-awkward gait of his, tail wagging along without a care in the world until spotting a rabbit nibbling on a berry. In an instant, he barreled after the lapine which promptly turned to take off in fleeing but was promptly bumped over by the wet nose of the canid, the little thing scrambling on its back for a second but it was too late, Tango was on him. Though the rabbit soon felt the warmth of wolf's tongue repeatedly lapping over his fur while a good portion of the wolf's arm swept the creature up against his chest "Hello, friend." an almost mindless smile audible in those words before he dipped his muzzle down to lick over the panicked rabbit's ears for a few moments then flopped onto his side, bunny still firmly tucked close against him.

His tail wagged ever-eagerly, thumping against the ground for a few moments more before he suddenly released the rabbit and gave the poor thing another barrage of kisses before doing an awkward shuffle to stand upright, proceeding to meander once more. Feeling something squish under the padding of his feet, Tango paused to investigate. By investigate--it was more meant to sniff and nibble at what it was. Finding the tart and sweet flavor delightful, he began to start nosing around for more, delighting in the less-than-ripe berries that had a sour kick to them and splutter out the whitish, bitter ones. Ever amused, an impetuous grin lingered on his features.