[ Well, that seemed to have worked to at least some kind of degree, and Peter tried to contain a grin, though it failed miserably. He couldn't help it, and maybe that's what the point of this was.
Watching as Freya dropped the ball into his lap, he grabbed it as he stood, taking a few steps back away from both dogs. ]
Ready? [ He knew he didn't have to say it, that it wouldn't matter one way or another, but he took another step back before finally pulling back with a well practiced pitcher's arm and threw the ball towards the opposite end of the park. ]
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Watching as Freya dropped the ball into his lap, he grabbed it as he stood, taking a few steps back away from both dogs. ]
Ready? [ He knew he didn't have to say it, that it wouldn't matter one way or another, but he took another step back before finally pulling back with a well practiced pitcher's arm and threw the ball towards the opposite end of the park. ]