Title: Puppy Training
Genre: Ooey goodness? Is that a genre?
Rating: T (I apparently can't write without cursing)
Pairing: Bella/Paul, and some puppies ;)
Words: 500 exactly! Yeah!
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
AN: This week's prompt was a youtube video of some really cute puppies climbing all over a bigger dog. Really cute. So here goes:
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Puppy Training
The large silver wolf bared his teeth and let out a menacing growl as he crouched, ready to pounce. His fur stood up on end and his ears were back, giving him a rather ferocious appearance.
Three other wolves faced him– a small reddish-brown wolf with a slightly darker face and paws, an ashy brown wolf, and a sandy brown one. They all shared the same gangly appearance of half-grown puppies as they tripped on their oversized paws.
The sandy wolf was their leader, and the other two flanked him as he lowered himself down on his front paws, preparing to spring. At his wordless signal, they all three jumped, and the red wolf managed to land his front paws on the silver wolf as he dodged the three-pronged attack.
Well done, pups. Again. Paul shook off Collin and rounded on Seth to show the pup how he'd left his flank exposed. Work as a unit. Leave no side open to attack.
Collin gave a happy little yip and wagged his tail as he celebrated his brief success. The pups rarely got a piece of Paul. He was the pack's best fighter.
For the next hour they flew around the clearing, tearing up bits of grass and soil as they tried to take down the large wolf. No one had questioned Sam when he assigned the pups' fight training to Paul—he clearly had the most experience in that field.
The sun was sinking when her voice floated out to them, "Paul!"
Bella!
Bells!
Hey, wonder if she'll feed us!
The pups turned and ran, leaving the wolf dumbfounded until he finally found his feet. Oh, no you don't. That's my woman, he snarled, overtaking them just before they left the tree line.
She was sitting on the back porch with her phone in her hand and a big smile on her face. He stopped short and dropped to his belly, instinctively lowering himself before his mate. She couldn't hold back a giggle as she waved her fingers at him, raising her phone at the same time.
Three more sets of paws flew over the snow as the pups pounced on him in a pile of fur and tongues and happily wagging tails.
Can we stay for supper, Paul?
Please, please, please! It smells so good!
Come on, Paul! Please let us stay!
His mind was bombarded by their happy pleas and he finally slipped out from underneath them and phased just as his imprint cut the video.
"Damn, pups, give me a break for once! Get your own imprints, why don't ya?" His irritated growl cut off instantly as he lifted his mate into his arms for a thorough kiss. "Hey, babe. I missed ya."
Bella laughed as she turned her phone to show him the video. "Really? Because it looks like you were having plenty of fun with the puppies!"
The boys in the yard just laughed as she shooed them in, reminding them to wipe their feet.