Alpine's full attention would be on the boy, watching his crazy spike of energy that thrilled through his bodies in a crazy sort of dance, as his tail whacked the earth behind him and he wiggled and squirmed in excitement. Alpine really wished about now that he could get the pup to truly work off that excitement in a training exercise, which would have done wonders to wear him out and calm him down a little. The boy would laugh at his compliment, and explain himself as he told him how Friction had threatened to drug him. Hearing how it would take two months to heal through would bring out the pity in Alpine again. It had only been a couple weeks, not even half the allotted time, the poor boy would be out of his mind with insanity and energy by the time all this was over.
He would continue to listen with a sympathetic air as Erion continued to explain his plight. Now Alpine was feeling really bad about not making it sooner to the pups side. He would definitely be spending more time here, entertain this pup and working on other muscles so that he didn't walk out of her in two months time as limp and muscle-less as a jelly. ?That really sucks Erion, I guess... I'll just have to come by and make sure your behaving more often? Alpine teased, which was also his promise to ensure he found or made time to come here and check up on him.
The boy's head had planted to the ground with dismay, and still had not lifted. He was putting on the drama, and Alpine could feel the rumble of laughter in his throat. Sure, he felt for the kid but he also thought the boy would have been a great actor and entertainer, and who knows perhaps he would make something of that in the future. For now, he would be an entertainment for Alpine who would pat the boys limp head with his for paw in an understanding motion.
The energy would however be going into use now, the boys attention would be upon him, Erion's belly against the earth, his eyes unwavering. He truly wished he could do something more for the boy, certainly he would take his place if he could. He smiled at the thought of a well Erion bouncing around an injured Alpine who would never have a hop of catching up with the movements of a puppy in play. The game would begin, and the boys arms would fly all over the place with no thought, only excitement and dismay as he mostly missed to catch the offered paws, except for the occasional grazing across his fur. Alpine would easily swipe his paws to the side, often just skidding it against the ground in a single, swift swipe. The boys attics where utterly without thought, and easily evaded. After one last fail the boy would slump and seem to give up, his head would slump to the earth again as he admitted defeat, and gave one last hopeless swipe to Alpine's paw.
Instead of moving away, Alpine himself would gently fold his own paw on top of the little ones. ?It wasn't a bad effort Erion, certainly it had enthusiasm, but it lacked tact. How about you put your paw on the ground, and see if you can learn anything by how I try for you paw?
He offered, waiting a moment to see if the boy would comply, if he did then Alpine would show a little more thought to his movements, aiming to smack his paw on the boys but then changing course at the last minute, if the paw was more to the left then it was natural to want to swipe it to the right, so Alpine would keep that sort of movement in mind, try to predict where the boy would move it and aim for there instead, he would also you faints, protecting to go one place then going for another. Anything to keep the boy off guard and show how much consideration he was putting into it.
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