Splish splash, not taking a bath

When his grandpa started getting up and shaking him around a bit with the rocking motion of his body, Arc held on tighter with a giggle, abandoning Sirius' ear so that he could focus on hooking the claws of his front and back paws better into the thick fur around the top of his grandpa's neck. He couldn't get all the way to the skin anyway so he didn't have to worry about hurting his grandpa, but even if he could he knew Sirius could take it! He was the Warlord! No one was tougher than him! Well, besides his mom. His mom was the actual toughest in his mind. Though his dad was pretty tough too... He had lots of tough wolves to look up to!

"Yeah!" he said excitedly when his grandpa asked if he was holding on tight and as soon as Sirius took off running he was giggling with delight, sticking his head up over his grandpa's so that he could see the world go by around him. He grinned when Sirius howled a battle cry and he threw his head back to howl too, his much less impressive, more squeaky puppy call joining in.

"Arcturus Fatalis"