Wapun Meadow thirst

Not the ideal circumstance, but hey, at least this guy didn't seem disrespectful. Only a little bit difficult- but that was okay; Toad needed to practice his sparring, anyway. Would come in handy if he ever met an Easthollow wolf. And so he slunk slightly closer, shaking out his fur and stretching each leg once in turn. Alright. Sure. He hummed, before tacking on jokingly, No promises about that strong thing on my end, though. We'll see. In a chuckle. Then without any formal warning, he lunges, aiming his jaws to the neck but intending to fake out at the last moment and go for the shoulder instead.