He wouldn?t expect the sudden attack of his leg that his son would suddenly bring forth, he?d call out in mock alarm and pull away from the offense. He?d growl playfully, becoming determined in his son?s play as teeth met fur and the boy would hold tight to his limb. A short laugh would sound from the older man?s lips as he bent his head and opened his jaws, aiming to take the scruff of the growing boy and toss him away. Even with Frith?s strength he would have trouble removing his son from his leg, she he?d join him in the sand. Frith?s legs would crumble beneath his weight as he aimed to really get down and wrestle with his son. Another growl would leave his throat as he curled around the small wolf, his jaws gently gnawing on his scruff.
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