[There was nothing like running like this. Steve gave to Bucky's chase, ripping through the same bush and back into the field. The simplicity in running around with Bucky was the real beauty next to the fact they did so for hours, bound and rolling, growing and tussling and digging without much any other care in the world. Hell, he went ahead and peed on a few trees through the course of the night.
But they definitely scared away all the potential prey that could have successfully hunted and probably raised no few hairs with the people awake in the town but he could make himself care that much. They wandered back to the camp at some point when Bucky's stomach rumbling away got too loud and dragged out the rest of the jerky which Steve insisted on letting Bucky have the most of.
Then it was his turn to do the grooming and Steve with at it with gusto, laughing whenever he pulled back enough to survey his work. He kept wanting reach out and take a hold of Bucky's fur like he did when he used to tug burrs off him but it didn't work the same without thumbs.]
'm almost done. Do you want to keep running after this? [He swore he could practically feel the way the moon was hanging low again, this time to disappear in the drown of dawn. He wasn't tired in any way he was familiar with but could feel the exertion of the night's antics like a pleasant ache of exertion.]
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But they definitely scared away all the potential prey that could have successfully hunted and probably raised no few hairs with the people awake in the town but he could make himself care that much. They wandered back to the camp at some point when Bucky's stomach rumbling away got too loud and dragged out the rest of the jerky which Steve insisted on letting Bucky have the most of.
Then it was his turn to do the grooming and Steve with at it with gusto, laughing whenever he pulled back enough to survey his work. He kept wanting reach out and take a hold of Bucky's fur like he did when he used to tug burrs off him but it didn't work the same without thumbs.]
'm almost done. Do you want to keep running after this? [He swore he could practically feel the way the moon was hanging low again, this time to disappear in the drown of dawn. He wasn't tired in any way he was familiar with but could feel the exertion of the night's antics like a pleasant ache of exertion.]