Every little bit counts

Ugh, I forgot you were in school too. You know my pain! lol

Verrine laughed as the boy wildly launched himself at his much larger packmate. He had to hand it to Ragnar -- the guy had some fearless kids. Tveir clambered up onto Verrine's chest and proceeded to buffet him with his teeth and paws, which of course didn't hurt (with the exception of the occasional tiny fang that found a tender spot). Verrine tousled him right back, but it was hard to put up much of a fight because the pup's movements on his chest tickled so much he could only squirm and laugh for the most part.