Coran wasn’t used to seeing pups from a pack outside of Valhalla so this was pretty great! As the one pup showed interest in the spar idea Coran quickly jumped into a playbow. He was still in his playbow as his eyes lifted up while mom introduced them. From there he looked to the more leery pup and snickered as it made its way to Ardyn to check out his fur. Between mom and Ardyn it didn’t quite have the same wonder to it for Coran. Sure, most of the wolves he knew didn’t have the pretty color-changing fur but when it was in the family it became a normal thing after a time.
Ardyn had an idea besides the spar with Coran wondering if the change was for the sake of the shyer pup they had just met. Oh well, there would be another time to spar. His eyes then glanced over to where the prairie dogs were. “Let’s do the most, pretty sure that will be more fun!” Chasing more would also mean more experience.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think