Bearclaw Valley No, child, you cannot have grenades or assault rifles in the classroom
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He'd never run so fast in his life. The whelping den wasn't all that spacious, leaving little room for Aventus and Avicus to stretch their legs in this fashion. He felt like he was positively flying. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't stifle the quiet giggles that spilled over his lips as he barrelled across the lawn at a listing, drunken pace. His legs got away with him a few times and he stumbled frequently, but Astara was still way behind him. He was winning in spite of his clumsiness.

That is, until the ground beneath his paws turned into a decline and he gathered more speed than he knew what to do with. His hindquarters felt like they were catching up with his shoulders, and before he knew it, Aventus was out of control. He tripped over his own feet and crumped into the grass, smashing his nose so hard that it made his head spin.