Sleepy Fox Hollow Bruder

Anselm was not picky. Later in life, this lack of discernment might hinder him. But for now he nipped at anything within reach, retreating when Emmerich battered him and advancing when he caught his breath.

A nip at his foreleg caused Anselm's advancement to grind to a halt. Ouch! He snapped with a high shriek, scuttling backwards with a flurry of puppy snaps aimed to dissuade further assailing.