After breaking through a clearing Garret was happily assaulted by the runt of their little pack, Luca. With a bark and a yip, the two began to circle, jump, and generally being dorks before running off towards the others. As the pair ran through the forest, Garret found a moment to gain some amusement at the size difference of the two. Garret dominated all of the others in size and this was most apparent with the runt. Giving a humorous snort, Garret continued running at a steady pace as Luca's stamina wasn't the best. Filing that info for a talk on a later date, Garret just enjoyed the feeling of the air across his fur.

[i]Luca... Garret... where are you two? I'm with Svan and Haven was right behind me.[/i]

Garret knew that the whole telepathy thing would always catch him off guard as the suddenness of it caused his jog to falter. Stopping for a second, Garret focused and said "We're not far, your howls are getting closer. We'll get there in about a minute or two if we really book it." as he began to get his jog back. He was about to start sprinting when an idea came. With as much of a smile as a wolf could pull off, Garret stood his ground as he said "Hey Luca, wanna race?" Pondering for a second, Garret continued with "Last one there has to...do the dishes." 

By principle Garret hated doing the dishes or using plates, strictly eating and holding things with only his hands. However he knew that Luca would be up for it. I mean what wouldn't a teenager do to weasel their way out of a chore or two?