Prosper growled in reply, playing along as both strafed left then right, angling the stick this way and that. Fenru wasn't certain he was going to win possession of the item, being a tad smaller than his buddy, but then... THUMP! Thud! The tawny pup shook his head as though to regain his focus after falling flat on his rump and patting the soil with his forepaws. He still felt the rough bark against the roof of his mouth, but he still used his tongue to confirm the stick was there, clamped between his teeth. His tail began to wag harder. He won... He won! However, Fen didn't have time to turn around and trot away with his prize; the young Lyall bounced back and began to tug again.

He was pulled back onto his feet, dragged a few inches from his place by Prosper's sheer strength. Okay, so maybe he didn't really win... Fen allowed his own growl to fill the air, willing himself to not let go. He then tried to plant his four small paws into the ground. It seemed to work, though it made him look quite odd with his shoulders drawn forward and his neck stretched out as far as it would go without toppling over and planting his face in the dirt.

O O C | lol, sorry for the post-and-edit... iz finished now.

When his playmate had accidentally let his grip slip, Fenru went head first into the river bank, landing with a light 'oomph.' He blinked, watching curiously as Prosper tore the bark fragments to shreds. Whoa. He slowly sat up, leaving the stick on the ground. Wagging his tail he pranced over to where Prosper had made a mess. "Not yum," he stated... to which Fen asked, "Nommm?" His curious blue eyes went to the stringy material near the Lyall's paws before he lapped up a piece. His muzzle wrinkled and his ears swiveled back against his skull; it tasted like dirt... and dust... and some other icky-ness that he could not name.

He let his tongue hang from his mouth with an inapt "Blehhh." Then he, too, attempted to expel the foul taste by raising a paw to his muzzle and wiping his lips and tongue back and forth along the back of his wrist. "Ick!" he finally chirped, glancing to Prosper now when he continued to growl. Stupid bark, indeed...

Fenru huffed and followed Prosper to the river, also dipping his muzzle in the cool liquid to wash the foul taste away. Once he was through he shook his head, sending water droplets from his chin, muzzle, and short whiskers here and there. The sharp movement made his large ears flop about with crisp tapping sounds every time they made contact with the side of his head or each other. Ahhh...

The little Lyallcalling out his name made Fen jump and quickly turn his attention to his companion. "Huh?" Simmies. What was that? He sniffed curiously before withdrawing from the water's edge, somewhat afraid that Prosper was going to drag him in. Then all of a sudden... Plop! Flip, flop, PLOP!!

He sharply barked at the silvery object, watching as the poor fish tried to blindly find its way back to the river. What... in the world was that? His mouth dropped open and his ears pinned back in fear. It was coming his way!! Oh no... Uh oh. His curiosity melted away with a frightened yelp and he took a few steps back before hastily skirting around it and making his way to Prosper. Maybe he would keep it from attacking him... While his mother had taken him and his siblings down to the river a few times before, he had never seen one of these. Apart from impish blades of grass and gnarly stils this jumpy metallic thing was something else!

O O C | Poor fishy indeed. O-o

The young Tainn watched as Prosper charged forth, as if to prevent the invading creature from coming any closer. A small, short whimper sounded from his throat and when the masked pup went to investigate the minnow. Fenru's ears perked up and he lifted a paw in question, holding it above the ground before taking a tentative step forward. His tail, which had been slowly curling between his hind legs, wagged slightly. Prosper tasted the scaly little thing and it responded by anxiously trying to get away from him. His yelp made Fen's fur stand on end; the sharp sound even made him jump about an inch in the air!

Prosper went after it and Fenru eagerly followed, his ears turned forward in interest. If his buddy wasn't afraid, then Fen decided he ought to be a little braver, if not just as brave. It didn't seem to be threatening or scary now, especially when it wasn't jumping around as much. He craned his neck down to sniff at it as soon as he got close enough but Prosper had snatched it up and tossed it into the air. Fenru's gaze went upward and he watched as the fish landed with a soft plop on his companion's face. A giggle erupted from the small pup, filling the air with peals of laughter as Prosper simply announced his displeasure of the gravity's force. "Ick."

"Teeheeeee," Fenru grinned, wagging his tail. Prosper then pawed at the motionless fish. Fen just tilted his head and took the chance to study it up close. He sniffed at it and wriggled his nose before snorting. "Ick," he repeated again. "Simmy stuck," the Lyall announced in a sad tone. Unsure of what Prosper had meant by those words, the younger of the two raised his brows and sat down. The simmy was going to start flopping around again... right? He gave his small bottlebrush tail a wave, then mimicked his friend's words. "Simmy stuh-uck..."