Mini Thing

*Rhys* · (This post was last modified: 10-03-2015, 08:36 PM by Rhys.)

Faced with success Rhys wasn't quite sure what to do. From play fighting she was somewhat aware of the limits of play biting, but she'd bitten this woman with every intention of doing as much harm as she could inflict. The difference between the two, between playing and attacking, was startling and she didn't know what to do next. What did one do with a real bite? Thankfully the woman's next move cleared things up. When Mercy drug her paw up and a familiar resistance was offered, Rhys knew exactly what to do. Tug o' war! She tried to yank back as hard as she could, but the woman was just too strong for her and managed to drag her up on her hind legs. For a moment she simply hung there, but her bottom was too heavy for the rest of her and she finally had to let go.

"...you seem to have a lot of your father in you." Rhys scooted back so she could eye the growly woman better. She knew Rhys's Daddy? "Breathe in deep, and you will be able to pull the scent of Imperium away from my own smell." Rhys harrumphed but complied, sticking her nose way out and sniffing in the direction of the woman. Hm. Well, she did smell kind of like her parents. The pup harrumphed again, her brow furrowing, before she admitted, "Um, yeah."

So the growly woman's name was Mercy. Rhys didn't know what a Legionary was, but it sounded important. "But I gotta tell you a secret." Rhys peeked up at Mercy out of the corner of her eye, her unflinching gaze following Mercy's eyes and she bent down to whisper in her ear. What she said caused Rhys's chest to puff up with pride. "You think so? Really?" Her tail started to wag, gently beating the ground behind her. "My name is Whys." Feeling compelled to tack some kind of title on like Mercy had, she said, "I'm not a Legionary, I'm just a puppy."

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