Mud wrestling
Any Britorias pups ♡
07-11-2023, 12:12 PM
So far, it seemed like spring was just as wet as winter had been. Just as wet, but warmer. Vendrick decided that the warmer weather was okay, but he missed the frost and the chill, he missed the bracing cold that rattled his bones and made his thoughts to crystal clear. But sure. Spring was cool too, he guessed. He was particularly interested in the plants that were starting to show signs of life. Stirring from death, slowly drinking in the sun, and beginning to haunt the world around them once more... neat. It was while the pup visited with the plants that he heard dad calling. Well, alright then. Vendrick picked up a jog to the source of the sound. His father within the training rings... right. They would be training. Vendrick lifted his feet higher than usual as he trotted, trying to make as little contact with the bigger puddles as possible. This backfired spectacularly, as he trotted through a puddle that was far deeper than expected, the leggy pup tripping over his own paws. It only took a moment to right himself, but the damage had been done. In full view of his father, Ven had tripped directly into the puddle and come up sopping wet and muddy. Shaking his coat out, he entered the ring at a walk instead. Head hanging rather low, pride bruised for the moment. |
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