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lol, Attila bugging Dawali XD  Attila was giving a try at tracking his weaker borther, Claudius. It was being hard, although the scent was still noticable. Or it had been long age the cry-baby passed here, or he found a way to disguise his smell with other things. The last one Attila doubted a lot. Being the stupid Clau always had been, it would be near to impossible for him to find this out. The river was overfloowing the boy's white ears, but he could still distinct a few other sounds. Such as the birds, peeing up top, in the tree's branches; his feet trotting in the ground; feet getting soaked in the water... The Aston boy rose his head, the ears up, in alert. That one was quiet different. Sniffing the air, his white-spotted muzzle toward the clean, blue sky. He could reconize that smell anywhere. Turning away from the tempting track of his littermate, his small legs went toward the river bend, finding a reddish male stretching the back. His registered mark, the nasty kid's evil grin painted in his face. Dawali. Lowering his body to the ground, like a stalking puma, the boy dragged himself at a thick tuff of grass, which made him invisible from his prey. The poor male at the river couldn't grasp the problem he was in. Attila shifted his body, so he was ready to spring. Like while he hunted his brither and sisters, he sprang, his legs speeding as the race got longer. He grown pretty much during these days, his body structure getting even more pronounced. Muscles building up, bones growing longer, and other stuff. Even the "s" was coming out more often.
When he was a yard away from him, he jumped, all of his feet landing of the male's legs. The prankish boy hugged his legs tighly, putting them together. Of course, he would lose the balance and fall. That would be funny. It was Dawali he was tricking, but better than no trick at all. |
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