Hold still Eli! Could be heard outside as Ezra kept pulling out the undercoat of his son outside. Eli had done nothing but complain about how is undercoat was making him uncomfortable in the summer heat. Ezra was dutifully trying to pull out the hair, but the little one was wriggling around so much that it made it hard. Eli saw it as a game, just like everything else in his mind, and the Hollr was getting impatient. Eli ran around in tight circles as his optime father ran around with him, Eli yipping and running around in glee. Fine. Be hot. I’m not helping you again.
Eli pouted, and gave a loud whine, complaining. But Daaaaad… the little one complained, just until he heard Teme’s paws on the front door. He barked happily and ran inside to greet his dark friend. Hey! the pup exclaimed, running out to the front garden. Hey Teme. Let’s go! Ezra smiled at his son’s best friend, ushering the boys out and closing the door behind them.
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