Stretch your legs and ready your mind

Little did Mason realise that FitzDutiful had once not known what these daily excitements were. His Dad was so old, he just assumed that he must have been born huge and knowing all of this knowledge.

Mason nodded when Dad explained about the moisture – that made sense! It couldn’t be water exactly because there was no… water there. He had presumed it was safe, as was mostly the case with the inquisitive 5-monther, and it was probably a good job it was because if it had been dangerous he would still have been all over it like a rash.

Soon, with more training and thought, he would learn more about the trades he wished to take on.

Mention of June brought a smile to his face. Mason yipped and got up, before dancing away from Dad, ears flat. His pace escalated into a gallop quickly as he raced towards home, sure his father was hot on his heels.