The creamy-blonde puppy jerked back when she stood, as if expecting for her to launch herself at him there and then. He passed the reflex off as simply adjusting where he stood, the better to watch and listen to her. His tail wagged, curling briefly over his back in the manner of a malamute. He figured that Terra had a ton of tricks up her sleeves, since she didn’t look like she was big and powerful like the King was. His sister Lottie was the smallest of the litter and used tricks to best her brothers all the time. The boy hoped that he would grow up just as large and powerful as his daddy and not have to use tricks, but sometimes what Lottie did was clever and he wished that he could be as quick-minded as her.
“A… A bobcat?” Skoll echoed, ears tilting back. Had she found him out? He shook the hesitation off and nodded as if accepting her statement. “Yeah. There are lots more bobcats than tigers.” He grinned and wagged his tail even harder, his forequarters dipping into a play bow as green eyes gazed up at her expectantly. “Teach meee! All the tricks!”
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