Smash and Slash apple juice

Thyrus walked along the pack garden, aware that the various things grown here were useful in one fashion or another.  Some might be for healing and others possibly for food.  Thyrus didn’t know what most of the plants were.  He had learned about the peppermint plant, having asked about its scent. He carefully plucked a few leaves and put them in a small pouch.

From there Thyrus left and ran to where there were some apple trees.  The apples lying on the ground seemed large to the small pup.  Finding a favorite-looking apple Thyrus swung his tail at it and missed.  The next time he whacked the apple and it rolled off.  Huffing Thyrus tried again and he felt one of his spikes break into the apple.  Lifting his tail up high the tiny cobalt and slate pup started towards the lake.

Thyrus already had a bowl by the lake waiting for him, within it some of the lake water.  And apparently, some bird poop floating in it.  Thyrus lifted up the bowl, tilting it sideways and pouring out its contents.  He carefully dipped the cup in the water to fill it up about halfway.  That should take care of all the ingredients!  

Turning his head Thyrus looked at the apple that was dangling from a small spike, still on yet close to falling off.  Thyrus moved next to a rock and slammed his tail and the apple onto it.  The apple cracked and rolled off the tail, leaving behind a trail of apple juice.  The apple hadn’t broke as Thyrus had hoped

A puppy distraction happened for the next several minutes as Thyrus tried to whack the apple with his tail to make it roll back to the rock.  The apple wouldn’t go far enough or it would go to far.  It went over to the right and then to the left.  There was a more practical way to do this of course but he was having fun.  Time passed and eventually, the apple actually did land on the rock.

Thyrus found a wide but then rock, using the sharper edge he started smashing it on top of the apple.  It was fun smashing things with his tail spikes but his aim wasn’t that great and it would more stab without slashing even if he did hit the mark.  He repeatedly smashed the whole apple and then the apple pieces.

With the apple broken into pieces, its juice flecking nearby grass blades and of course the rock itself, he was ready to finish his drink.  Thyrus scooped up the various apple pieces and put them in his water cup.  After that he popped in two of the peppermint leaves.  There was something about the scent he liked.

His drink was finished!  Tasting the mixture it, still tasted a lot of water but he could taste some of the juice that was slowly leaking into the water and the peppermint tingled his senses.

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