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Skáld chuckled as Sven raced off to relieve himself in the direction he'd pointed. That way, at least, there'd be less chance he'd urinate on a plant that might be medicinal, that would then shrivel and turn brown. He waited patiently, and when the boy returned, he dropped into a playbow and yipped, enticing the boy to come after him again. 

Skáld tossed a glance over his shoulder as he bounded backwards, inviting Sven along with a high, waving tail- hoping they could play a game of chase!