Don't Want No Drama
11-29-2015, 12:49 PM
Rhyme didn't mess around when it came to tackle. When you were used to going after a wolf that was almost three foot taller than you, rough was the name of the game. Rhyme charged forward and felt his chest collide with the other boy's. He'd manage to back him up a step! He'd grin like mad, usually after you tackled they'd go into wrestling, which was just as much fun, but it being Mieu's first time he'd let him tackle too. Showing off his canines in a proud grin Rhyme would await the tackle. The slate and silver boy was rather durable, he bounced back quickly and didn't really feel the nicks and bruises. He could handle himself rather well when it came to getting beat up by bigger wolves, but he couldn't pass up the chance for a prank. As the other boy reared back Rhyme would bend his knees and ready himself too. As Mieu threw himself Rhyme would jump out of the way. Before he even hit the ground he'd start giggling like mad. Even though Mieu hadn't meant for him to fall to the ground the boy would do so of his own accord. Unable to keep his balance as he laughed, the boy would start rolling and giggling in the grass, unable even to catch his breath. |
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