A different sort of dance

Fights! Tato really, really wanted to get to fight, just like any of the adults did. See, he spent a lot of time goading his siblings into wrestling with him, but the pup was on the heavier side already. It wasn't always the most fair thing in the world when he could just kinda sit on them. Yeah, they'd learn how to fight! Tato was more than excited about it, but well... actually focusing for the duration of a lesson? Fat chance. Maybe he'd make it through enough to absorb something though, and that was for the best. When ma called out, the boy made his way to meet her, along with the growing audience.

She was doing... something? Something weird. Potato watched for a moment, head quirking to one side, and then the other. He'd go to settle beside Fuji, waiting for his sister to put herself in a less than balanced position before swatting in her direction. It would be a halfhearted bid to knock her over, before innocently going about mimicking Sedna's movements. That was... weird but okay. Potato could do this, or well, could do this for as long as his attention span held up.

"Potato"