The Callosum pups were nearly five months old, but already they were all bigger than him.

It was a fucked up play for genetics to kick him around like that, to be honest, his dragon form had been a perfectly average size! But both Fiadh and Dimitri were skyscrapers, so of course their children would be too, lanky fucks.

He loves them, really, especially after babysitting the six of them so often.

Like today, though they were nearly at the age where they didn't need anyone to watch them so closely, Sparrow was more than happy to take a break to play with the kids. Especially when he could get away with some theatrics, after setting himself up on a big rock, laying on his back with his paw thrown dramatically in the air. Oh, save me brave knights! His voice had a haughty accent to it, really playing up the damsel in distress act.

Save him from what?

One of the pups was at base of the rock, stick in maw, facing off against another who also had a stick.

My Darling, You will never be unloved by me, you are too well tangled in my soul
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Éabha was having a field day; her wounds had closed nicely since the bird and now she moved easily with only minor strain on her sides. At the moment, she was stepping side to side, growling playfully at her sister and wielding a stick like it was a weapon of combat.

Her tail wagged like crazy; each harsh whip of it swayed her body from one side to the other. With a leap forwards, Éabha swung the mighty sword towards Ksy, her entire body barreling like a bowling ball at her golden other half.

I'm gon get you!!

Her voice shrieked out behind the stick, excitement uncontained and leaving her jittery.

Warrior

Ksyusha too was having a GREAT time, Sparrow had lots of stories about these things called Knights, so when the little wolf came up with this game? Oh the golden pup was all over it, especially when Eabha picked her stick of choice.

Swords! Rescuing damsels in distress!

Not if i get you first! She was getting hit with the stick, but she was also hitting back with her stick, taking the charging bowling ball with her front legs and waving the stick around to try and whack her sister with it. The silver pup was oddly ok with a lot of hitting compared to their siblings, parents, hell everyone else she knew, and the girl was taking FULL advantage of it.

Though knowing her this would turn into wrestling real quick.

My Darling, You will never be unloved by me, you are too well tangled in my soul
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Éabha giggled through the stick, her tail wagged side to side, a blurr of motion as she swung the stick. Each whack of her sisters stick landed on numb skin, not even a flinch or twitch of skin evident of the whack being registered. Éabha hummed faintly behind her stick, stepping back a moment to shake herself before jumping to the side and attempting to barrel into Ksy's shoulder, instead her paws slid and she fell to the ground.

With a little growl, Éabha decided now was when she locked in. Grip tightening on her stick and her paws bracing against the ground with ease, quickly darting and smacking her golden counter part with vigorous attacks, staying away from the face though, as she knew that was a nono spot, even if she didn't understand why it was.

Rahh!! I'm gonna defeat you!

With a shrill voice, Éabha swung her stick just a little hard, grip letting go and it launched to the side and away from her.

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