We Will Meet Again

He wasn't usually the type of guy to engage in play with others, especially now that he was older. Playing was something pups did and he was definitely not a pup anymore. But when Meili engaged a session of play, there was no way he could deny her. She was just so endearing, her beautiful teal eyes enticing him. It would be so wrong to deny her. Besides, she was so much fun to play with. Whoever said older wolves were boring had never met the little lady who had quickly become his new friend.


She pretended to think, causing him to pause, tilting his head curiously at her, completely playing along with her little game, knowing fully well what it was exactly that she was trying to do. She lunged herself at him in the next moment. She was much smaller than him, therefore there wasn't much force behind her attack, given the fact that he was more than capable of holding his weight against her. He very well could've held his ground and allowed her to run into him, but for the sake of keeping her game going, Gael allowed her to knock him back, his spine hitting rather hard against the ground, the breath rushing out of his lungs. But he barely felt the impact. He was too busy laughing as he slowly rolled back onto his paws, playfully snapping at her as she tugged at his ear before dancing out of his reach, egging him on, calling him a warrior. If I didn't know any better, I would think you were making fun of me. He taunted, rising swiftly to his paws as he leaped towards her, forelegs extended, as if to grasp her, though he knew he would fall short. He was giving her the chance to escape.



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