“Good Sir!” I exclaim, running across the playground and catching a kid at the very last second. “Did that seem like a safe choice?”
The little boy just shrugs at me as I place him on his feet, safely on the ground. “I bet it would have been fun.”
“Regardless of the level of fun, you could have been hurt very badly,” I tell him, trying to keep as calm as I can after he scared me so badly. “You don’t have your wolf yet. He can’t help heal you if you get hurt.”
“Fiiiiine,” he whines, running off and grabbing a stick, promptly challenging another kid to a sword fight. I shake my head at his antics. This little boy is something else. I don't know how they keep up with him.
“Boys will be boys,” I hear Grace chuckle from behind me. “That one is a wild one, though.”
I turn to her and
