With Ease

He met her gaze. Golden and bright, and visible to him through the cover of branches. Her nod was all he needed. An excited grin enveloped his face as the titan of a pup launched himself forward with a snarl. It was immediately chaos. The pigs fled from him and Pitch, running in circles more than a straight line.

He snarled and snapped and even drew blood from the haunches of one particularly troublesome pig. Running back and forth himself in a bid to keep them from escaping him. If Willow the reindeer had been here, he would have been laughing his head off. For that matter, so would Hazel.


"Speech"