Morningside Cuesta where my pine trees met with your monsters

Light chocolate ears arched forward at the sound of Grayday's surprised yip and slowly, a devilish smirk managed its way across Sylvas' muzzle. Usually, the male could never find the time for such playful antics and felt near alien to the joys that came with such simple pleasures, but for once and after so long, Sylvas finally allowed himself to let go of his tension. And in this moment, the mercenary took the opportunity to enjoy the time spent with his newest friend as he chased closely behind, allowing soft rumbles to escape him as he watched the older brute ahead.

Then unexpectedly, Sylvas' golden eyes watched as Grayday suddenly fell back, nudging into his shoulder once more, but this time causing the brown male's legs to buckle slightly, his paws loosing their footing as he tried to continue forward. He looked on, helpless and wide eyed for the moment, knowing full well what was about to happen and then... thud! Sylvas rolled and tumbled to the floor, a loud bark escaping him as he laughed whilst trying to find his paws again.