Blackfeather Woods Bonding Time

Pietro wagged his tail. He was a tough guy. He puffed out his chest and stood confidently. His tail wouldn't stop wagging, but he didn't notice. It probably made him look less tough than he thought. He walked slowly, eyes closed in slits and he circled his father. He was pretty clumsy, tripping every once and a while. He stopped, and stuck his butt in the air. He laughed and ran forward and tackled his father. Well, his version of tackling, the young pup was still too small to affect his tank of a father. He crawled under him, the jumped out from under him. "Tough guy!" Pietro yelped, his tail still going. "Let's go!" he said as he excitedly ran forward, still in his fathers sight.