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Eljay was really trying, but it was hard for him to imagine any real sort of fight. This was all he had learned with a lack of siblings, from the perspective of the young puppy bouncing around adults -- and then, alter, the adult teaching the pups once more. Normally he might be a bit faster and more playful, but under Towhee's scrutiny and not wanting to make any mistakes his movements felt awkward and stiff.

It didn't help that before he could hardly try anything Towhee called him out. Eljay's head and ears lowered, tail tucked slightly between his hind legs as he looked at her with a droopy look on his face. He wanted to say I'm trying after she said that he wasn't taking it seriously, but it seemed impossible to get any words in between her lecture. It also seemed pretty impossible to pretend daddy wasn't really daddy.

Eljay looked back to daddy and was met with a snarl that surprised him. Eljay couldn't really tell that daddy was looking towards the imaginary pups, because he had always had a bit of a hard time imagining things that weren't really there (the things that were there were already were quite overpowering to him a lot) so to him it just seemed as if his gaze was a bit off for some reason.

Eljay took a step backwards when daddy took a step towards him, tail still tucked as he looked at the angry face of his father. Nervously he took a step forward again to slowly close the distance between himself and daddy, though his movements were still stiff and awkward and everything about this felt wrong and weird to him; he also realised that he was looking very submissive, but in the light of the reprimand and daddy's aggressive posturing his instincts were screaming at him to be so — it felt to him as if there was no way to look angry or intimidating right now.