Larkcall Lowlands Bob and Weave

Nikolai Your Gift is: You've found a crop of apples, but they're floating in a nearby pond! Can you bob them all out?

Things were getting colder and colder, the young wolf couldn’t remember the last time it had been this freezing out. Except for yesterday, and the day before that had been pretty chilly. Though tonight was defiantly colder. He had noticed something else that was cool though, his fur was thickening like it knew exactly what was happening. A grin formed on the boy’s muzzle, with this thicker coat, it left him wondering if it’d do a better job at hiding his scent so that he’d finally be able to sneak up on @Vasilia without being detected.

He was wandering aimlessly through the Rye fields stalking anything he could find from bugs to mice. Catching them proved to be another story altogether. Wandering close to one of the ponds he paused when something vibrant and red caught his attention. Fiery orange eyes narrowed in suspicion and he crept to the water’s edge. He didn’t know what the floating fruit was but he did know one thing. He’d get erm and find out. A soft growl escaped his lips as one floated close by and he splashed his forepaws into the water and snapped at the apple. He yelped in surprise and stumbled backward, his soaked jowls dripping with icy water. He hadn't expected it to be that cold inside the water. Now that he had a moment to think he looked around, his tail lashing in frustration.

Hope you don't mind me popping in this. :)

Jessie was doing everything she could for the pack. With the coyotes just recently gone, Jessie had increased her border patrols just to be on the lookout. The Rye Queen was just about to return to the Fields when she heard one of the children making noise from a pond nearby. Huffing softing, the woman trotted towards where the boy was, emerald eyes taking in the scene, eyes narrowing when she saw how close he was to the water. While Jessie always berated herself for being such a bad mother, she had always been highly over protective of children in general. When she called out to the boy, she did not mean to be stern, but her voice was hard, "Niko, what are you doing?" She walked closer, trying to examine the situation and determine if there was any danger here at all.

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Of course I don't mind! been wanting a thread with her <3

So caught up in trying to figure out a way to get the apples, Nikolai had failed to notice the leader’s arrival until her voice cut through the cool morning air. He squeaked in fright and lept up and onto all four of his paws. The boy's ears and tail perked as he looked over his shoulder, water dripping from his still wet cheeks as he grimaced guiltily. Even though he had done no wrong, her tone had drawn out an almost instinctive desire to prove his innocence. When @Jesse got closer, he gestured toward the water with his snout.

“Trying to figure out how to get the stuff.” he said ever so descriptively. As he spoke his orange eyes constantly looked around and he stepped next to the larger woman, peering behind her. “Maybe a stick or something? Was thinking we could  nudge erm with one.” he added, assuming that she’d be more than happy to participate in his antics, his curiosity demanded answers and he had to get them one way or another.

(This post was last modified: Dec 31, 2018, 01:32 PM by Nikolai.)

Once she confirmed that there was no danger in the vicinity, the woman was quick to turn her attention onto the pup. The pepper-and-salt colored woman felt a twinge of guilt at the shrunken in form of the tawny boy, knowing that she had unwillingly caused him a bit of anxiety. Jessie finally took a moment to observe what Nikolai was so tranfixed by, a bunch of red objects floating in the water. The Rye Queen had never seen them before and was immediately wary but would not deprive Niko of his fun. His suggestion was probably not the easiest method to retrieving the objects from the water, but she was not going to crush young minds from innovating. The monochome woman nodded her head, agreeing with the tawny boy silently before speaking, "Alright. What's the stick of your choosing?" Emerald eyes scanned the surrounding area. The Tainn figured it would be easiest if she directed the stick in the water and the child bobbed for the red unknown objects.

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(This post was last modified: Jan 14, 2019, 06:26 AM by Jessie.)