[ Oh, Gabriel. Peter sighed, not entirely sure why he looked so guilty -- it wasn't his fault he'd gotten hurt. Things happen, but as long as he could still pick himself up again and heal, that's what mattered the most. That Gabriel was alright, no matter how suspicious it was to have a pet who could heal instantly.
Crouching down to the two dogs, Peter once again ruffled up Gabriel, fussing with his ears as if he could get them to stand up all over again. Some scratching under the chin and behind the ears, and Peter was scooping the ball up up, Freya's intent stare telling him to get a move on. ]
Ready? And Gabriel maybe this time, try putting on the breaks, huh. [ Taking a few more steps back to give them all some more room, Peter threw the ball again, his eyes on the dogs instead of wherever the ball might land. ]
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Crouching down to the two dogs, Peter once again ruffled up Gabriel, fussing with his ears as if he could get them to stand up all over again. Some scratching under the chin and behind the ears, and Peter was scooping the ball up up, Freya's intent stare telling him to get a move on. ]
Ready? And Gabriel maybe this time, try putting on the breaks, huh. [ Taking a few more steps back to give them all some more room, Peter threw the ball again, his eyes on the dogs instead of wherever the ball might land. ]