Every little bit counts

Holy crap. Could I possibly be any lamer? Lol. I'm sorry for making you wait again. College started two weeks ago and I've been slammed with homework ever since. We can wrap this up anytime.

The boy was only momentarily shocked by Verrine's surprise attack, but he quickly recovered and return the attack with vigor. Tiny teeth latched onto Verrine's large paw and tugged, his muffled growls coming out entirely too cute to be intimidating. Cute as he was, though, he was fierce. "Holy crap!" Verrine exclaimed with a laugh and a wide grin, totally surprised by the kid's fiery ferociousness. He realized a moment later how silly it was for him to not expect a Viking's son to love to fight. Tveir ravaged Verrine's paw with some particularly aggressive side-to-side jerking of his head, and Verrine allowed himself to be pulled over, toppling onto his side and rolling onto his back. Reaching over with his other paw, he bopped the kid in the shoulder and invited him to come wrestle around some.