Work smarter, not harder

Manea takes pity on the struggling boy and gently grasps him by the scruff, easily lifts him up and over the edge. He is deposited in the grass and Malico is quick to spring up to his paws once he is released and turns to wag happily at his mother. She instructs him to wait and he nods, returning the nuzzle with great affection. From where he stands, the boy watches as she moves to deftly places the stakes. It is done swiftly and she steps back up to where he waits.

Instructions are relayed and Mal barks back, “Okay!” before toddling off to the nearest tree to gather thin branches. Luckily, there are several branches on the grass and he picks out the thin ones. Gathering them in his mouth, the boy happily trots back to his mother, long, waving branches bouncing along behind him. Placing them by the lip of their hole, he bounds off to find more things to hide their trap.

After a few trips to the surrounding the trees, they have more than enough to cover the hole and together, they arrange the branches and leaves. With that done, Malico looks up to his mother and asks, “Is that good?” Ears perk to catch the words and try to force them past his crystal clogged cannels.


"Malico Mendacium"