The older groaned and rolled his eyes. "Your gonna fall." All he got was a giggle and the sound of the younger hopping to another branch. "Seriously, your gonna fall."
He got another giggle. "No I'm not!"
The elder rolled his eyes again and looked at her black and orange fox friend. "I'm not catching you if I do."
"I'm not going to fall!" He giggled again and hopped onto another branch.
The orange and yellow dog sighed and walked a head, sence the other wasn't listening.
The fox smiled and jumped on another branch, not paying attention until it was to late. He herd the crack and felt only air beneath his feet. He let out a small yelp.
The dog perked his head up and ran back to the other, catching him on his back before he could hit the ground. He turned his head and looked at the other. "You alright?"
The fox looked at the dog and got comfy on his back as the other started to walk again. "You alright?"
"Yeah, thank you."
"No problem."
"I knew you would catch me, Waffelz."
"Shut up, Rocky."
