Fox's Glade Get nothing done

He found it funny this kid was about to throw a tantrum.
Maybe he could push him that little bit further and see what will happen.

Then came the realisation. The soft shock that came with the processing of the words. Earp grinned, ears cupped forward eagerly to listen to his each and every breath. Confusion, then doubt.
It was common in the youth.
But what wasn't common was the audacious words that came from his lips. He had every right to snatch him away for that. Maybe shove him into the mud alongside that girl, if she was still there.

His head pulled up, looking off into the woods with a disgruntled expression. He expected a 'thank you mister' or some shit.
"Tha' 'urt."
He refused to look at the kid. Maybe he'd try and make it better. Maybe he'd try and run off...well he wouldn't get very far if he did.