Nova Peak must gnaw

His eyes would slide to Bazi momentarily as she fell to quiet – likely reveling in the fact that for a stolen moment, she was not the one responsible for the wild child. Swift swept past him with credit to his name, and as the boy elicited a yip and spin, Scimitar’s amusement found him once more.
 
As the boy fell to the stance of a play bow, Scimitar’s much larger body mimicked him instantly. His creamy forepaws swatted at the ground to lure the boy forward, his jaws loosely open. If Swift desired to play, the cinnamon regal was of no heart to say no – and he spoke this with the quiet swish of his tail as it wagged through the air in encouragement.