Rookies always had too much energy. At least that’s what Price thought. You practically bounded around, your eager tail knocking things over in your wake. Your excitement alone drained his weary bones, but somehow he found it amusing. He was in charge of your training, and had been watching you zip around for the better half of an hour. His ears perked up, snagging you by the tail and stopping you from face planting.

“Bloody hell, pup. Gonna break something.” He grumbled.