Lifting his muzzle off the dirt, Skoll sniffed again and concluded from her odor hanging in the air that she had, indeed, hidden in the bushes to the side.
But his childishly delayed realization did not come quickly enough to save him from her ambush.
A burst of noise made him flinch, and he turned to see the golden and black puppy launching her formidable body at him. She leaped and struck his back, his height causing him to be knocked off balance. With a loud “oof” he fell to the ground, but he didn’t remain there for long.
Quickly, his head snaked forward, jaws grabbing for her ears or her scruff or her foot or whatever he could get hold of. He wouldn’t bite her, but it would be easy to wrestle her into submission—or so he hoped. His tail wriggled weakly as the older boy flashed a challenging glare.
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