A chance for retribution

Tracy was about to head to the bathroom when Sandra lunged at her, grabbing her pants leg in her jaws. It hadn't seemed as though she had been following the conversation during Tracy's, but that left the question of why she had suddenly grown so hostile towards Tracy. Even as a wolf, it seemed oddly uncharacteristic of Sandra.

"Let go!" said Tracy, tugging at her pant-sleeve.

"Maybe you should wait for Sandra to take her turn," said Samantha.

"I just took my turn, let me wash up before my next!" protested Tracy.

"You can wait one more turn. You're a generous person, aren't you?" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "At least give Sandra some company while she's stuck like this, she really doesn't want you to go..."

Sandra growled at Tracy, and Tracy could feel the she-wolf's breath against her fast-cooling sticky clothing. To her lupine nose, she must really reek of spunk. Was that what was setting her off? As she pondered, Samantha made another cool, sticky patch by tugging on her other pant leg.

"Okay, okay! Fine!"

Tracy sat down, which was exceedingly difficult considering Sandra's refusal to open her jaws. That also begged the question of how she'd take her turn, but Samantha figured out a clever solution. She held up the dice next to Sandra's tail in her open palm, and eventually the tail brushed the dice off, sending them tumbling down towards Emily.

"Careful!"

She had to hop and skip over the dice before they skidded to a halt in front of Tracy and Sandra.