All terrain paws

The boys sit together, elbowing each other, and Björn⁢ joins in the snickering at his older brother. So he was capable of acting like a normal boy, not a weird robot. They'd be able to roast him for that later, the diplomatic immunity that comes along with being a cute puppy holding on for at least a little longer. As she started in with the lesson, Björn⁢ was at least half paying attention.

Testing the ground under his feet, Björn⁢ slushes his paws around a bit. It's slippery, and he takes a moment to think about what the implications of slippery happened to be. "And if you can charge, it's hard to stop." He adds onto Rúna's thought, shifting his weight carefully on the mucky ground.

"Björn"