this'll be a blast

He did not expect the boy to bite onto his paw. Well, it was more around his ankle since his paws were massive and bopping into the boy’s shoulder. But still. The pang of sharp teeth sinking into his skin for a stabilizing grip surprises him. A yowl leeches from his scarred lips as he sharply pulls up his paw. The wolfdog is hanging in the air, paws barely scraping the dirt, as Raumr sweeps him back and forth.

“Naughty puppy,” Raumr chuckles before quickly rushing his paw back down toward the ground. If the boy is smart, he’ll let go before he reaches the ground. If he’s not smart, he’ll be slammed into the dirt and it’s gonna hurt.

Raumr Regalus, the Third