kid in a candy shop

Citadel liked to spend some time in the market every now and then. The bustling sounds and different smells were always interesting. There were always different people about, and you never knew where they might be from. Or at least, he didn’t. His dad always seemed to have a clue.

He was trotting through the isles with some coats over his shoulder, helping out one of the pack members running a stall and almost missed the tiny pup moving the other direction. He looked at the coats for a moment, looked at the departing pup, and grinned. Dumping all but one coat on the ground beside one of the stalls. He might get growled at for that later, but right then he was more curious about the stranger.

He trotted off after them, his oversized paws easily allowing him to catch up. He dumped the coat - which was bigger than the small pup - over them and stopped, waiting to see what they would do. Trying to hold back a giggle as he watched.


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