Exercising the Human [Open]

[Vincent]

There had to be a manual somewhere on training puppies.
Middy was zipping all over the place, attacking unoffending grass and dandelions that had already turned white and puffy, chasing the dragonflies and other flying insects that came in off the lake... everywhere but where Vince really wanted her to be.
Still, he couldn't say he wasn't enjoying himself for a change. His backpack was underneath a willow tree near the shore, his portfolio of unfinished works beside it. He'd intended on getting a jump on them, but when he'd set those two objects down, he'd accidentally let go of his new pup's leash. Not wasting any time, Middy had taken off, barking like she owned the park.
In hot pursuit, Vince tried and tried, failing repeatedly, to catch the rambunctious dog, every time just missing it.
"Come on, Middy!" He called, diving for the leash again, and for the uncounted time coming up with grass.
Nobody had ever told him that running in the opposite direction of a dog would get them to come back. Instead, doing as he was doing, it was just more fun for the dog, thinking it was a game of chase.
Finally, after trying for the elusive leash, he rolled a few times, winding up face-up in the grass, trying to catch his breath, which had escaped him as easily as Middy had. Of course, as soon as he stopped moving, she came back to attack him instead, tripping on him and stumbling to a halt, resting against his heaving side.
"You," he gasped at the pup, grinning in spite of himself, "Are a pain in the neck, did you know that?"

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Amelia Finch & Pooka

The morning had started off fairly well. Since just yesterday Amelia had retained a pup from a new litter. She had never once thought of having a dog but this one had caught her attention with the fluffy coat and the brown patch on the eye like a pirate but she didnt name the little female dog that so she faintly remember a movie call Anastasia so she named it after that dog though spelt differently. Right now Amelia was a little hesitant to put her pup down for one she didnt have a leash another was the reason even now as she spoke a guy was chasing his own little pup around which caused Amelia to lift her shades and pull them to the top of her head as she watched with color and not darkness. This was very much so entertaining to say the least poor guy he seemed energetic. She clasped a hand over her mouth as he ran the opposite way and the pup followed in like a game of tag or cat and mouse with the boy being more than likely the mouse. She snickered at that prospect and got the image of Tom and Jerry and laughed softly at that. As he fell Amelia shook her own head and placed her own fluffy white bundle on the ground. Then the little white brown patched Australian shepherd mix shook out her pelt.

"Lets go pay a visit to the puppy and her master" Amelia said looking down at Pooka who only tilted her head her ears flopping open as she looked up sitting on her rump. With that Amelia headed over towards the couple. Today Amelia wore faded jeans with holes in the knees along with her brown boots which she reminded herself would be riding later on so she didnt want to have to go home first. She stopped momentarily moving her black hair out of her face as she came closer and closer the Pooka burst forward a bit to excited as she bounded about towards the pup and the boy. She sighed tightly and and hurried on over just as her own pup was bounding about only to pounce on a grasshopper that had caught her attention then she ate the poor insect. Amelia made a face at that and rolled her grass green eyes lines with eyeliner and mascara making them stand out. Amelia got closer and spoke in a soft chipper tone "Hey are you okay" she asked curiously as she came closer ans seized her bundle of energy which wiggled about before stilling tongue lolling out her mouth.

[Vincent]

Vince shifted his gaze slightly, looking at Amelia upside down, still a little short on breath from chasing Middy so much. As soon as he spotted the other young dog, his hand gripped his own pup's leash all the tighter; Middy got really rambunctious when other dogs were present.
"Uh... yeah, I'm okay," he replied, sitting up slowly. As predicted, Middy's tail started wagging and she started pulling on her leash, straining to try and reach Pooka. "Just having some issues catching a dog who is, apparently, a lot faster than I am."
Keeping said dog's leash secure, he got to his feet, though embarassingly, he almost fell over yet again when Middy tugged sharply on it. Today was just not going well for him.
"Correction," he muttered towards the pup, smirking, "You're a pain in the whole body, let alone my neck." He straightened, running his hand through his short hair to dislodge some dandelion puffs that clung tenatiously to it. "Sorry about that. She's not very well trained yet." He offered his free hand to his new visitor. "Vincent Varylius."

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Amelia looked at him curiously her black brow arching with utter surprise. He was cuter than she expected but most guys were and she was trying her hardest to understand what was coming from his mouth and she stopped turning green eyes back to him and she nodded her head. She smiled glad to know he was okay she was like a beaming little light bulb that never had problems but with truth she had alll the teenage problems. Amelia had just turned eighteen and then was sent here to learn dressage on her stud Screaming Nightmare which she remembered then that he had a covering to do when she got back home. She looked at the other pup who was just adorable to say the least and she grinned only then did Pooka bark tongue panting tail wagging something fierce. "Oh no mam' we are not letting you down well maybe I should might make you loose some of that energy you have all stored up' Amelia said to Pooka who turned to looked at her like she was retarded. She listened then to Vincent who she smiled at talking to his dog who wouldnt. Okay now here came the formalities and she held out her small hand putting it in his "Hi Im Amelia Finch" she said beaming brightly like a hundred watt bulb.

[Vincent]

Vince's return grin was wide, genuine, and to an untrained individual, slightly dazzling. He noted, briefly, that Amelia's hand was distinctly smaller, and a lot less caloused, than his was, which was oh so slightly disconcerting. But then again, fighting with an energetic horse and playing a guitar would do that to someone, wouldn't it?
Middy's tail was a blur, excited as she was to see another pup here. She bounced around, unable to sit still, continually straining against her leash for a better look, though she barked only once. One of the things Vince had liked about Middy since he'd got her was that she was a quiet pup for the most part, not prone to barking all that much.
"Amelia Finch," Vince repeated, still sounding a little breathless from his puppy chasing excursion. "Pleasure to meet you. Who's this little rascal?" He asked, offering his hand to the other pup to sniff, knowing how some dogs were. Still, he was careful, keeping a safe distance, in case this one happened to be a biter; he'd learned that some years back. Thankfully there were no scars to show for it.

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Amelia looked at the pups and smiled petting Pooka before squatting down letting "Nice to meet you as well Vincent" she said with a small smile. Amelia was friendly more than than your average stranger. As he spoke to her Amelia spoke to "this is Pooka yea I know weird name but it fits her" she snickered letting the pup lick the hand now extended to the pup. Amelia smiled "shes overly friendly" she said softly squatting down no to let Middy investigate her own pup which she set down but held on to her collar. Pooka quickly shot out a nose her own tail though docked her little nub wagged needless to say well most of her rear end moved and Amelia shook her head. "You must be new because I havent seen you around" she said tilting her head curiously in question. Amelia finally decided to let her pup go to play with Middy. Pooka shook her coat and bounced around playful as she inspected Middy with a curious expression of play or tackle.