The Trouble with Kids
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OOC

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The sound of Skoll's laugh brought a smile to the charging coyote's face. She was pleased that the pup was enjoying himself, and Terra was learning some new strategies. She was unsure how useful they would be, only being tested against a puppy, but they were tricks that larger creatures could use. Maybe she'd still be able to teach Skoll tricks once he got older after all. Terra laughed silently at the image in her head, Terra standing tiny against a large Skoll, trying to convince him to let her show him at trick. That wouldn't happen.


Her porcupine trick worked quite well, flipping Skoll onto his back. Happily she licked at his exposed stomach. Sharply Terra pulled away at the prince's wail of complaint. Her mind ticked through her actions, trying to figure out if she'd harmed him in any way. This was something new for her. There was a very good chance that she'd damaged him. Had she grasped too hard? Twisted and injured something? Whining Terra looked him over, looking for the injury. He might have landed on a sharp rock. Whining she nudged at him, worried.

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Think we should start wrapping up? Smile


The muzzle that had been happily poking into him withdrew suddenly, and a whine rose from the young woman’s throat at his cry of pain. Her lithe body paced around him in inspection for wounds—wounds that she would not find.

Despite his short attention span and his generally childish behavior, Skoll had been listening somewhat to her lesson. He continued to lay there as if stunned, his loud complaint falling into a whimper that soon crescendoed upward again into a laugh. That was all the warning she would receive before he jumped up, clumsily trying to knock into her and give her a nip.

His intention was to surprise her rather than knock her over or anything like that, and so he gave up regardless of whether or not he’d succeeded. Giggling, the blonde puppy flopped down on the cold ground, tail wagging. “I caught your guard!” he declared proudly. “Did I do good?”

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OOC ya

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Terra's worry quickly dissolved into puzzlement. She was no expert in injuries, but Terra didn't smell any blood coming from the small body before her. It would have to be a bruise or a twist, and nothing looked out of the ordinary. Ears folded back she continued to study Skoll, listening to the whine dip and change into what seemed suspiciously like laughter. Realizing she'd been tricked Terra yapped, bouncing out of reach as the prince flipped over, lunging to her with a snap.


Her tail wagged with pride at Skoll's accomplishment. That had been a good trick. No one would suspect a pup of faking an injury. It had even caught Terra off guard. Luckily she'd noticed his laughter in time to back off, avoiding a bite. Very good! Happily she stepped up to the prince, nuzzling him. The trick was a good one, something Terra had used a couple times when stealing food. It wasn't something she'd been expecting, sending delight through her. You will be a very good fighter.

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I'm braindead... This can go ahead and be the ending post unless you want one more; you can archive it. ^^


The agile coywolf dodged his playful bite, which was to be expected, but he could tell that he’d tricked the trickster and it filled him with pride. Laughing, he wagged his tail at her and licked her muzzle lightly as she came to nuzzle him. “You taught me,” he mumbled in a rare moment of modesty; he’d remembered how she had caught him off guard the same way and had only overplayed the theatrics a bit—much like when she’d pretended to be choking on the knife during the traumatic magic show.

Her praise made him beam and wag his curly tail even harder, and momentarily Skoll pranced around like the prince he was. “I gonna protect all the Court!” he vowed. “I’ll be the best fighter. Fight bobcats and tigers and baddies and everything.” He tilted his head up with this very solemn promise, his green eyes scanning the sky as if to search for the gods who might dictate his oath.

Then the puppy shot her a sideways glance. “But now, gotta play,” he said, and he bounced toward her again with none of the grace or shrewdness from before.


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His acknowledgement of her teaching was surprising, causing Terra to pause for a moment. Skoll really was growing so well. She might not be a fighter, but someday Skoll would be, and a good one. Of course, that thought was promptly dashed as Skoll pranced around, acting completely like a child. Terra chuckled, and braced herself for his pounce.


The pair tumbled around for a while longer, Terra pinning and snapping at him, while Skoll tried to pull tricks on her. They worked one or two times more, but Terra was a trickster, and managed to avoid the majority of them, turning them back on the pup. After a while Terra stepped away, from where she'd pinned Skoll again. I need to hunt now. Try not to run into anymore bobcats. Tail wagging she trotted away, following her stomach to where she thought a small warren of rabbits were.

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