Show Me Your Ways

Still gasping and trying to push back the pain radiating through his body, he gave another wheezing laugh as Art scolded him for not bouncing back. “You absolute bastard, I was hoping Zee still wanted these one day” he scolded the boy, but his voice was breathless laughter and not anger.

Coughing some more, he pulled himself to a sitting position as Art nudged his shoulder. He ruffled the fur between the boy's ears with a paw. “I’ll take you up on that offer, I need it after that low blow. Who’s been teaching you to fight dirty, anyway?” he said as finally started to regain his breath. If he still kept his head close to his belly, perhaps it could be understood.

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