Sweet Spring Breezes

He grinned sympathetically at the energy she was dealing with. He’d seen Aurielle in the same state, driving herself to exhaustion to escape the natural restlessness each autumn. “I’m intending to do as many of them as I can. I hear there’ll be dancing, too.”

His hips wiggled before he reared onto his back paws in a tottering, half loping bounce, paws tucked up to his chest for several steps before dropping back to all four paws, tail wagging gaily over his hips as he chuckled. He was pretty sure there was more to the dancing than that, but it was always a chance to be somewhat silly and get a laugh.

His head cocked at her question, thinking back over what Aurielle had planned – and her plans were ever evolving between meetings with the Nomads to discuss the festivities and her own ideas – and listed off, “Races, scavenger hunts, hide and seek, definitely, tag,” He poked his tongue out at her with a grin, “Puppy fights, adult fights…” He smirked as he imagined the spectacle of the pups having an all out brawl in good fun.

"And Aurielle is always happy to take suggestions." He added, turning to face Lia, tail waving cheerfully.

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