Taste of Freedom
08-26-2019, 01:20 PM
Spirit did not react as the boy had hoped, instead of being victim of another pounce he barreled past - nearly through Desolate on his way deeper into the den screaming for mom. "NO." Desolate yelled in response, wobbling as he tried to regain his balance after Spirit's shove before turning to chase him back outside. "NO STOP!" He whimpered, afraid of his mothers retribution. "I WAS KIDDING, YOU BABY." He did his best to keep up with the fleeing pup, running behind him and trying to grab at his tail to pull him back before he could make it to their mother to tattle. Maybe it was taking the joke too far pretending there was a bear behind him, but Desolate didn't expect his brother to be so darn cowardly. He reminded himself to get him back for this later, maybe he could put a spider on his nose in his sleep or something equally as devious. "Speech"
"Thinking" "You." |