The small brown and grey puppy froze when he heard the Captain’s voice, sprawled comically in the mud in silence for a few heartbeats until his small voice burst into a questioning whine. Skoll realized his mistake in the jest, green eyes watching helplessly as the chubby little cub bounced up then began to sprint through the mud, fleeing the supposed monster Skoll had pointed out.
“Oh—Pascal, wait!” the creamy-yellow wolfdog shouted after him, remembering his name, and sprang on four legs through the gunk in an attempt to run around in front of the child. “It’s gone now,” he tried to reassure the boy, wearing the brightest and most everything-is-okay smile he could while shaking his head. “You scared it off, I think! You look like a mud monster, just like that, and it must’ve been frightened at how big and tough you look.” He knew from his own childhood just how far a little ego-inflating could go, and he desperately hoped this would be the case for the little Sadira. He didn’t want him telling his parents how the Haskel boy had scared him, anyway.
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