Feeling the swat to his tail shadow growled playfully. "Does the kitty-kat want to play?" He swayed his large form as if prancing in place. And yes, he used that pet name, he rather liked it. His grin was cheesy and doggish, but who cared, he was a wolf, and somewhere in him was that part of him that wanted to romp around, then again that part may intermingle with another, but we won't bother to think about that. Amy on the other hand grinned and shook her head, knowing very well what was going on now.