a light year from reality The canine nodded his head once given an explanation as to why they had not ate so frequently. It still bothered him for how big they were but it would not dwell on him any longer as he scratched his ear. In doing so, he got into a sloppy position but fixed himself when the dragon gave the suggestion that hunting a baby deer would be ideal for him. They were young though! Like him. He could not imagine taking down something as youthful as himself. Both would have so much to live for, it would not be for if one lived on and the other did not! For a pup that surely held the line for a canine meant for hunting, thoughts were holding themselves higher than they should. With them trailing off for the moment, he shook his head finally to tell of his disapproval of hunting down fawn. As he pondered on what would be better for him to start on until heart was harden enough to bring down young creatures, the male lit up when company brought up rabbits. He had not a real chance to observe one so, mind would think it could not hold much objections when going after one. Nodding at that option, he already began imagining how it should go down—how incredibly stealthy and pretty much how flawless he could be at it. Body went into a bow and tail wagging wildly when Baratheon asked if he would like his first hunting lesson. "Yes! I am ready! Let's go, let's go!" he happily exclaimed, spinning around once to show his excitement. It would be good to begin learning this for future uses, having the hidden thought that he would definitely need to support himself when older. |
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