Shawn was lying on the grass with his muzzle resting on his two front paws. When Raksha came up, Shawn had forgotten all about the previous experience and jumped up back onto his feet, his tail wagging back and forth madly, <Hey! Let's play!>
Shawn ran towards Raksha and began sniffing around her body; smelling where she had been, what she had eaten, who she had met. He came up to her from the side and put his two front paws on her back between her shoulder blades. He then began nipping at her ears, <Play. Play. Play.>
Jake looked on with a small amount of worry. He wasn't sure how much Shawn was in control of his morph. He knew first hand how intoxicating the dog mind can be. The extremes in the two emotions you feel, happy and sadness. First Shawn "marks" Ax, and becomes extremely sad about the mistake; now when Raksha arrived, he flipped to extreme happiness. He turned to Marco and said, "We should probably go back upstairs soon. If Shawn loses too much control we may have an awkward moment on our hands."