Teach Me How to Dougie

Absentmindedly he began digging a trench with his left forepaw by pushing it out and then pulling it back in. He did this for several moments, the weight of his paw displacing the sand and carving, very slowly, a mark in it. It really was a bummer that he couldn't wrangle any of his friends into helping him. He supposed he could ask his mom or wrestle with one of his siblings, but he wanted his skills to be a surprise.

While he was surprised by the voice of another reaching his ears, he wasn't surprised that it it belonged to Ashiel. Running into him was becoming a common occurrence. Jupiter's head shot up and he turned to grin up at the older boy. "Ashiel!" Well, he wasn't really down anymore since Ashiel was with him, but nevertheless his gleeful expression quickly turned into a scowl as he recounted the reason behind his previously sullen mood. "I want to get better at attacking but nobody," he shot a rude glance over his shoulder at Amadeus, "Will help me practice."

"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”