[ Will shifted towards her hands gladly. Letting her brush the dry grass strands that stayed behind and tangled to his curls. It felt nice anyway, Jill's hands in his hair and Will smiled at the sensation for as long as it lasted. ]
Are you any good at tackling and catching?
[ As he said this, one of the foxes made a mad dash past Will, who soon turned and chased the animal towards Jill to catch. It would be easier if one herded them and the other grabbed them. One at a time. ]
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Are you any good at tackling and catching?
[ As he said this, one of the foxes made a mad dash past Will, who soon turned and chased the animal towards Jill to catch. It would be easier if one herded them and the other grabbed them. One at a time. ]