He pushed to his feet, wobbly, still adjusting to his new center of gravity. He gingerly moved one forepaw, then the next, one rear paw, then the other. He picked up the pace, but still slow as he circled the clearing. A snort, like he'd figured it out, and he broke into a lope, stumbled and plowed muzzle-first into the undergrowth.
I stifled a laugh, but not very well. and he glowered at me.
He snorted and turned fast. When I fell back, he gave a growling chuckle.
He lunged again. This time I stood my ground and he checked his leap at the last second...and toppled sideways. I didn't hide my laugh that time. He twisted fast, grabbed my pajama leg and wrenched, and down I went. He growled a chuckle. I fingered an imaginary tear in my pant leg.
He walked over for a better look. I tried to grab his foreleg, but he darted out of my reach and tore across the clearing.
I stifled a laugh, but not very well. and he glowered at me.
He snorted and turned fast. When I fell back, he gave a growling chuckle.
He lunged again. This time I stood my ground and he checked his leap at the last second...and toppled sideways. I didn't hide my laugh that time. He twisted fast, grabbed my pajama leg and wrenched, and down I went. He growled a chuckle. I fingered an imaginary tear in my pant leg.
He walked over for a better look. I tried to grab his foreleg, but he darted out of my reach and tore across the clearing.
( Kelley Armstrong )
[ The Reckoning ]
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