Sun Mote Copse did gyre and gimble in the wabe

Nosey immediately took the bait, so half a win.  Colt put out a paw and tried to slide it, wondering how well the kid would be able to hold on.  They were still pretty small, so probably not superbly so.

Noisy did not, but continued to squeak in his face.  Y'know kid, I can't understand a damn thing you are sayin, he said with a grin, ignoring any looks Finley threw his way.  Then she caught his paw.

Quick for a tyke.  He did the same thing for her... pulling away gently, seeing what kind of a fight she put up to keep her prize.