Dawnlark Plains how long can i survive with this mentality

charmed by ty's babbling, aditya sprang backwards, wagging his tail as if he were about to pounce. he thought he got it, now. the little warrior wanted to wrestle. "come knock me over, bahadur," he challenged, leveling his stare to meet the boy's. "if you can get the stick, you can certainly put up a fight with me."

he danced slowly back and forth, shifting his weight on his paws. he wondered what eventide would do next. his ears swiveled, eyes darting to pick up the pup's every move. someone had taught him this behavior--sunny, perhaps, or his late father. whomever it had been, aditya was here to pick up the slack.