Still But A Child

Bass was glad that the boy didn't push him away as he playfully tackled him, it was almost like he didn't know quite how to play with his growing children. It was so much easier when they were pups, and play was never out of the question. But when Shrike leaned up and licked his cheeks, his teasing words reaching his ears, he couldn't help but laugh. Wiggling his bodice that stood over the boy, he carefully lowered himself so that his belly would be pressing into Shrike's stomach, hopefully holding him in place. "How are you going to get me if you can't get off the ground?" he asked with a playful growl, moving his left front leg down further to try and block Shrike's head from being able to raise and bite at his flank. The alpha then dipped his head back down, nipping at Shrike's exposed belly and throat, but not too hard to draw blood. If he wanted to play, he was going to have to find a way up. He looked to meet his mismatched gaze with his own yellow eyes, a grin on his maw as a single brow rose in challenge.