Tenacious Woodchucks of Doom

Haiku snapped his teeth and mock charged after Prose gave one last swoop. Already bleeding and disgraced the woodchuck wasn’t about to hang out with a rowdy but and his bird for much longer. Seeking revenge for the trespasser in his home was too much and with no more convincing turned tail and ran. Haiku leapt up with a ‘whoop!’ as he declared his victory. The woodchuck’s ear lay at his paws. His reward for his victory. Prose cracked loudly over his head and then landed on her boy’s shoulder as he turned to check on Bowen.

The grin on his face couldn’t be mistaken, but he tried to compose himself as he approached the lady on long gangly legs. Haiku lowered his head in a mock bow, making Prose flustered and she flapped her wings above him as she regained her balance. The pup rightened himself before asking, ”Are you uh…” He searched for the right word, since he didn’t want to sound like a baby. He wanted to talk more like his cousins in Ashen! ”Are you harmed, lady?” He decided on, feeling that sounded mature.