Bearclaw Valley No, child, you cannot have grenades or assault rifles in the classroom
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Ooc — Chelsie
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The whole world was there in front of Aventus, full of pitfalls and dangers and disappointments, but all the boy knew was that Nothing Bad Was Happening, and that made the outside world wondrous and beautiful in the eyes of a hesitant child.

Astara's growl came just in time; Aventus was about to bolt out the door into the field beyond with his little heart emboldened by the lack of punishment. But just before his hinds could tighten and launch him out, she rumbled her disapproval and just like he always did when Merrick glared down at him, Aventus flattened himself.

But unlike his interactions with Merrick, Aventus wasn't terrified and awestruck in his dam's presence, so he was able to slowly turn his head to look back over his shoulder at her black hole gaze glimmering in the darkness. And because he wasn't terrified of Astara, and because he was quite a different child in her presence—in spite of his shy nature—he was able to engage in a bit of childish, insolent mischief.

Peering cat-like back at her and giving his tail a little shake, as if to say don't worry mama, I'm listening, he began sliding his left forepaw ever so slowly forward. If he was slow enough, she would never notice until he was up and gone!