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Gotham didn't know what the word 'busted' meant, but he could pull a meaning from the context of their game. With a grin, he took a couple steps backwards and exclaimed, "Yep, bussssted!" He continued to grin as they trotted toward the rock, his eyes flicking across the land around him as if to find the perfect hiding spot (although that was silly, because the perfect hiding spot couldn't be seen from home base!). The boy cast an uncertain glance at Urma at her compliment, feeling that he hadn't done all that splendidly. He had found her, though, so in the end it was a victory. Perhaps he had done well compared to other little pups. Either way, the pup quite appreciated the encouragement. His legs were starting to feel awfully tired, though, from all that bounding around and squeezing into small places, and he dragged his paws a little bit as the two walked.
As Urma sat down, the raven pelted pup plopped onto his bottom. Now that the female had introduced a break into the play, his sleepiness was catching up to him. He yawned, and as his mouth started to close again, he murmured, "I'ma kinda sleepy." When his jaw was closed again he looked up to the female with wide blue eyes. He had the faintest idea that if he hid he'd end up falling asleep. The boy didn't want to ruin Urma's fun, though, and he added, "But if ya wanna keep playin' I can keep a-playin'." His tail flopped on the ground a few times. Urma had been very nice to him all day, and even showed him where to find baby dragonflies (when they started to come out, which would probably be sometime later in the summer!), so he wanted to make sure that she was happy, too.
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