Freya was strong for a wolf and for a human though weak for a werewolf. Ed's metal arm posed a challenge that was somewhere between human standards and werewolf standards. It was interesting and the young Freya realized why it was she stayed here. It wasn't home but it was close to what she knew.
Her talents had always been geared towards her small size and speed. She could pull back quickly, watching as Ed's fingers missed the antler, and run but where was the fun in that? No, she wanted him to catch her and to fight her for dominance over the toy.
When he finally grasped the antler, Freya snarled. It wasn't an aggressive growl but a playful one that rumbled through her small chest. She tugged at the toy, wipping her head to the side in an effort to loosen his grip. Ed didn't seem to want to let go so she stepped towards him, hoping the change in direction would catch him off guard and cause him to drop the toy.
If that failed she could always jump on him. That was always fun.
All of her motions were dog like though with the mental capabilities of a husky over that of a golden retriever.
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Her talents had always been geared towards her small size and speed. She could pull back quickly, watching as Ed's fingers missed the antler, and run but where was the fun in that? No, she wanted him to catch her and to fight her for dominance over the toy.
When he finally grasped the antler, Freya snarled. It wasn't an aggressive growl but a playful one that rumbled through her small chest. She tugged at the toy, wipping her head to the side in an effort to loosen his grip. Ed didn't seem to want to let go so she stepped towards him, hoping the change in direction would catch him off guard and cause him to drop the toy.
If that failed she could always jump on him. That was always fun.
All of her motions were dog like though with the mental capabilities of a husky over that of a golden retriever.