Spring Fever

The wobbly legged pup would stare at his brother's ear in blatant disregard. It would be his ear. Forever. Then Gael would only have one. Maybe...if he had one ear...it would make him more appreciative of his own ear. Then...Soleon would have three and oh how happy he would be! Yipping the male pawed at his brother's ears again and again, his attempt to snatch it off becoming quite...full of failure. Yet, it would come to stand that they were not the only ones about. A loud sound would break into his thoughts and the pup's eyes would widen and his pads would firmly plant against the ground as Azalea bounded forward.

There was fury in her eyes. She was going to kill him. A look of terror flooded the male's face and he began to slowly back away. "Azalea...Azalea! NUUUUUU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" The male would turn on his legs and attempt to run, and before long he would feel Azalea's legs on his backside, and the long legged pup would careen towards the earth. Eyes would spring to life and ears would pin against his head as he got a mouthful of dirt and grass. "That...was not very nice...you cow!"
"That's not nice! One day I'll have Taruga wolves serving me. They's bad news," he shook his head and wrinkled his nose at his sister. He didn't want to fight her anymore. "We calls it toucheyshay? Kay? The male turned his head and waited for her to decide.