Northstar Vale pomodoro break

Phox had made himself into the perfect lumpy target.

Jack prowled through the brush and snow, careful to keep his paws light and springy. He wanted to land a whopper of a surprise, if he could. There was a gleam of mischief in the orangewash color of his eyes. A little wiggle of his butt and the boy sprung forward with wild paws.

Hey! a yap was offered. The boy bounced on his feet and then flopped to his belly near Phox. Watching the old man was like looking back in time, Jack Snipe thought. There had to be some wild stories in their family. Whatcha doing?