A Spark At Night

Aiden's ears pricked as a voice registered to him, and he looked down to see a pup near him. He could tell she was still young; she had that lanky look about her, and clearly wasn't done filling out. "Hi," he greeted cheerfully. "It's... alright. I'm not the best at it," he confessed quietly. "It's harder than I thought. They like to dodge and then even when I'm just trying to catch them in my mouth, I feel like I keep accidentally killing them anyway." With a pause, he turned around and snapped at another group, trying to carefully close his jaws around them as Theta swatted at hers. Eyes widening, he looked down at his own paws before he spat the fireflies into the bag. Maybe he could try the paw thing. It might be easier. He just assumed they'd fly away like horse flies did, but they just kinda let themselves get pushed.

"How's it going for you?" he asked, though he had a feeling he knew the answer, considering what he just saw.

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