He was pleased with his little dare. He liked having turned around the situation onto her, and it did give him a moment to look her over. She was a dark wolfess with hints of gold, and his lavender eyes were naturally drawn to her. He puffed his chest outwards a bit, because females like large males right? He is smaller than he though, and likely would be smaller even. through adulthood, but hey, it doesn't mean he won't try. He was a naturally handsome wolf, a complete looker if there ever was on despite his rather plain brown and lighter tan markings. In the face, he was built for looks. He was already showing his lean features. He was by means no bulky pup, but built more average or on the side of speed if anything.
Yet she had spoken about how he would be dead meat if he were a squirrel, and it made his eyes shift and face wrinkle slightly in childish disdain. It mattered not, he sniffed her anyway, caring not for the fact she pulled back. Were all strangers so scared of being smells? Well, he was covered in mud at this point, but it hardly mattered right now.
He had moved away towards his dare, lavender eyes devilishly turning towards her as she followed by his side. He did not notice or even realize she had a twisted paw at this point. It hadn't even occurred to his young mind as he grinned his charming smile. She agrees to attempt, his tail wagging behind him and inevitably flinging mud behind him and potentially onto her.
She then tries to lift the stick, and he watched with great curiosity as she begins. It was not something even he tried to do before. In fact, he was proud of himself for even coming up with such a dare! He walked up right in front of her, watching as she maneuvered her paws in an attempt to lift the stick. His beautiful lavender eyes grew wide as it looked like she was starting to do it. He did notice now, after staring at her paws, that one seemed a bit...different, a bit off, but he didn't think much of it other than that. He was more excited about the stick. He yips as it looks like she will succeed, sharing in her excitement.
Then it appears the task isn't as easy as it seems. She wobbles like an unsteady young tree in a storm, the stick leaving her paws and falling to the ground as she too falls back onto the earth completely. He grin, naturally laughing at the situation. He barely even saw the scowl she gave as he rushed forward slightly, staring at the stick.
"That was funny! I want to try!" he said, his own paw reaching out to try and roll the stick over to himself. It was definitely still in her bounds, and he was definitely ignorant to how his laugh could be interpreted.
If only you knew... |