A talk.
10-24-2013, 07:22 PM
The boy's stance was obviously in need of refining and much more practice, he had only his instincts to rely on, and he had not thought about fighting much. He lived in a very peaceful world, and his thoughts of battle were sparse, but he tried and as his feet pushed him forward he was easily stopped by his father. He could feel his throat suddenly become intercepted by gentle jaws. Oops, should have thought about covering his neck, but it would be too late as he could feel himself being pushed back onto the ground. A whine of defeat would slip from his lips as the air was pushed from his lungs. He could feel the impact of the earth but he would not be stopped. Still his muzzle would hold an excited smile, and his spirit was still full of determination. Violet gold eyes would find their way back to the man as he pushed himself from the dirt, Wow! You're good dad! Teach me that move! He found himself back in front of Bronze, his midnight tail wagging excitedly behind him. His expression expectant and incredibly eager. Speech, |