Would You Like To Play A Game? [Coyote Ball]
08-05-2022, 09:29 PM
Rexx was full of energy and practically brimming with mischief. It was a terrible combination, and it was very well clear that his boisterous nature would not completely taper away with age. Especially as a puppy, he was itching to do anything and everything - especially if it was something like that coyote ball the really old lady had mentioned. The tusked child, so much like his father in coat and muscular build, nearly stumbled over his too-big paws as he lumbered towards his sister Deluge and the elderly wolf. He glanced at his taller sibling, noticing they both were at awkward stages of growth. So he wasn’t the only one fumbling over his clownish feet, and his tusks were slowly beginning to curl upwards and grow. And man did they hurt! He felt the urge to chew all day because of it. Not only that, but the stubs of his crystal spikes emerging on his back were giving him nasty back pain. He flashed a grin towards Deluge - a snarky, troublesome grin as always - and then faced the elder and the wriggling, smelly bag of..things. Tilting his charcoal head, the child didn’t follow the same polite greeting as Deluge did. He was respectful, but only the bare minimum. He stood and watched the bag wriggle, and after his sister’s comment, he said with a wag of his nub tail, "Oh! This is that coyote ball you were talking about, right?" He said towards Pyralis, and with a curious sniff and wrinkle of a snout himself, he added, “I bet stinky coyote ball is better than regular coyote ball!" Rexx was for anything gross, nasty and icky. It just made things more fun!