Making (fr)enemies wherever I go

With a wide, sloppy grin, Malico looks at the stranger, tail wagging lazily behind him. The pup rounds on him, reminding the purple boy that tag usually involves running away. The grin drops as his eyes widen, too big paws quickly scrambling to try and push the Mendacium boy away from the new pup. Unfortunately, his long legs tangle and send the boy careening face first into the dirt.

The stranger manages to tag him and takes off before he can regain his footing. With a bark of laughter, Malico gives chase, laughing as he dodges obstacles and leaps over piles of broken stones. The wind that rushes past his ears and the thundering of his heart sharpen the world around him and make the pup feel alive. Pulling closer to the stranger, he lengthens out his stride before reaching a paw out toward their backside in an attempt to tag the wolf back.


"Malico Mendacium"