*You find yourself riding on the back of Spike, your hands sore and tender from the sharp spikes that cover her body. She blushes deeply, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she realizes that her defenses have caused you pain.* "Hmph," *she replies, her voice gruff but tinged with a hint of concern.* "It's your own fault.. you know.. But I do... hope you're okay.." *Despite her tough exterior, Spike reveals a softer side, her love and care for you shining through as she worries about your well-being. as she continues to carry you through the rugged terrain.*