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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:07:14 GMT -6
It felt strange going back to working on such basic commands, but a houluh's later training was going to hinge on this foundation much more as a working creature rather than a battling one. Well, she did train her hatchling sarane their introductions on how to use their claws and teeth, perhaps she could eventually work on the same for Gold. She's a bit little for such a workout right now though, best to stick with things that came naturally. "Gold," Lethalia called, a new day finding them in the dewy front yard once more. The overnight rain brought about quite a lot more new smells and bugs to play with, so it wasn't going to be the easiest day to get the girlpup's full attention. Predictably, her long ears did twitch in acknowledgement of her name, but there were far more interesting things to be inspected just right now! "Gold, c'mere," she implored again, holding a galabex-shaped piece of jerky for her. come|1
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:08:04 GMT -6
Gold's nose twitched, leading her to turn around and look a the treat her owner was holding. Now that may be worth investigating, especially since she skipped breakfast this morning! "C'mere," Lethalia repeated, wiggling the tempting treat. The pup would never go hungry under her care of course, but it lended just a little more motivation when she had to work for her food! "Goood girl!" she chirped once Goldie came ambling up for her goodie. Lethalia ripped a smaller puppy-sized piece of jerky from the one in her hand for her, smiling at the expectant eyes and wagging tail as soon as the first disappeared. "Gonna be workin' for it t'day, love." As much as one this small could 'work', anyway. Apparent lack of treats led Goldie's attention to meander elsewhere, still under her owner's watchful eye. Didn't need to find any more nasty buggy friends this time, as far as she was concerned. Waiting until the pup was good and moved on, Lethalia didn't try and call her over until Gold's nose was buried in a really interesting tuft of grass. "C'mere, Gold!"come|2
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:08:33 GMT -6
Though she didn't thoroughly enjoy her wandering being interrupted, Gold seemed to be tempted enough by jerky that they would be able to come to some kind of 'agreement'. Her response this time was definitely less heeding the new command, and more being aware that being called meant food! Ears were already perked and expectant as she approached Lethalia's extended hand, looking at her oddly when there wasn't a treat ready. "Good Goldie!" the satyr was saying instead. Taking the pup's moment of confusion snuffling out the grass to see if her treat had fallen, Lethalia was able to sneak a few paces off to the side. "Gold! C'mere!" she bid, seeing the houluh's head whip up at the sound. Food or not, the fact that the hounds simply wanted to be with their humans was likely to make this a pretty easy trick for her. "Yes, goood," she praised again, this time with another sliver of jerky. It all felt simple and repetitive, but that was how this tiniest one would come to learn! come|3
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:09:03 GMT -6
Gold was so little, it also meant she shouldn't get bored of such simple tasks quite as quickly as some wold. Something was pleasing about returning to the basics, things lacking the urgency that battle training did. Lethalia was surprised to find herself enjoying this, just being out in a spring morning with her pup. It didn't have the same allure as flying through the air on the same crisp morning, but the satyr was learning how to appreciate a more subdued time like this. Especially because all the basics took were time. After waiting for Gold to wander off again, Lethalia called, "Gold!" The houluh came up to her so willingly, it pained the satyr to not reward the pup. "Sorry, kid. But I didn't say the word." After some sniffing around and a few well-placed snorts, the pup eventually surmised she wasn't getting a treat and left her owner for the more interesting things in the yard. "Come here!" she eventually hollered again, slowing to enunciate the words a little more. Gold gave her the look - the one where she wasn't sure if she was supposed to respond or not - but came over after the second prompting. come|4
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:09:18 GMT -6
It was still a good thing that the pup wasn't too easily bored in between learning this command, nothing more than being called over and over again. Best to get it done early on, instead of when she had an adult hound who might decide they weren't interested in whatever banal thing she wanted to teach them! For some time, Lethalia yo-yoed Gold all over the yard, letting her wander away before calling her back again. Once in a while the satyr would call out the pup's name, or something completely unrelated. Gold was cleverer than the satyr had originally guessed, for the original disappointment from not getting a treat seemed to dissuade her from coming up to her owner when given the 'wrong' word. It was fascinating to see how clever the puppy seemed to be, happily coming up to wherever Lethalia called her in the yard in quite little time. It was a simple task to ask even a youngling, but made all the easier that just being around her human was reward enough for the houluh. Gold lv|4 ly|8 come|5 come training accepted!
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:13:53 GMT -6
Speaking of things that came easily... It would be a simple thing to transition Gold into learning how to sit, the way she tended to plant her rump in excitement of getting a treat. Lethalia hadn't wanted to make the pup learn too much today, just so she didn't overload the tiny puppy brain while she was still growing. Gold caught on so quickly to the last one, it was hard to resist. Why not, while she was still doing so well and staying engaged? It would only last so long before the puppy-energy faded, best to take advantage while she could. "Good girl, good sit!" she started off, since she already had the puppy right in front of her begging with a wagging tail and wide eyes. The houluh cocked her head at the satyr, some kinds of gears turning in that wee brain of hers. Those were different words than the ones she was getting treats because of last time! It might be because she'd come up to the satyr's hooves again - yeah, that was it! Gold was quite pleased with herself, if the human wanted her around so much! sit|1
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:14:24 GMT -6
When her continued presence at the satyr's side didn't instantly garner her more treats, Gold's eyes fell from the treat bag down to the grass at their feet. Sniffing the ground, a quick glance was spared to make sure there weren't any additional treats being procured before she decided to follow the new mystery smell. It felt like she had only just gotten up when the satyr reeled her back in, calling the pup over with a choice morsel in hand. "Can you sit?" Gold had an animated trot to her as she returned, tail wagging hard enough to wiggle her entire second half. The treat, however, remained in the satyr's hand. Strange. There were words, but no treats. Giving the floating treat a plaintive woof, that didn't make it fall either. A frustrated whine leading into another yip, for all the good it did her. That tiny growl rumbled in her throat as the pup sat down heavily for another demanding yip. "Sit?" Lethalia had asked, right about when the pup's rear hit the ground. "Good sit!" Treat. Wait, what? sit|2
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:14:48 GMT -6
Food wasn't anything the pup was about to turn down, especially as the morning progressed and her tummy began to growl a little. But she still wasn't quite able to decipher what pattern she did get fed with - first it was coming up to her human when she said a certain word. Now it was a different word, and Goldie wasn't entirely sure what to connect it to just yet. The sight of another treat appearing in Lethalia's hand made the pup pop right back up, already whining and wagging all about her want of the morsel. "Sit?" the satyr ventured, just in case she'd picked up that much by now. No, just more excited jittering and a yip for withholding the food. "Here we are... siiiit," Lethalia continued, kneeling over to gently squish Gold's rear end beneath her. Easier said than done with a squirrely youngling. "There, good sit!" Praise was lavished on as soon as Gold crumpled into something resembling a tidy sit. They could work on looking less like a dork when she got older. sit|3
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:15:29 GMT -6
Pouncing upon the jerky that was dropped for her, Gold swallowed it mostly whole before looking up for more, dancing on her toes with the excitement of getting so many food! Well, it was probably a good thing she'd been getting tiny pieces, Lethalia figured. Might as well set up to try for another 'sit'; Lethalia reached down to try and tuck Gold into sitting once more. Nose twitching all over to smell for the treat, Gold made herself difficult to position a second time because she would really, really rather nip and grapple with the hands messing with her. Oh boy, now she had gone and done it - how was she going to get a worked up puppy to focus on anything? "Okay, siiit..." Not wanting to leave off on any bad note, Lethalia gently pushed the pup over so she was half-laying on one leg, struggling to stand with her front paws. "Yay sit!" she crowed, forking over another jerky morsel before Gold could rise completely. Certainly another reason to practice in their own yard... nobody else could bother her over all the chatting she did with her critters, especially the over the top baby talking that was involved in training little ones. Or at least it was a requirement for her. sit|4
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:16:04 GMT -6
Lethalia let the pup sit on her training (giggle) overnight, before bringing the little newcomer outside once again the next morning. Best to give the little one a break and stew on what she'd learned rather than overload her. She let the puppy get her morning meandering around the yard finished before she approached, asking "Gold, can 'y sit?" Small amount of shock crossed Lethalia's face when Gold sat down neatly this time, all of a sudden seeming to 'get' it and planting her rear end down neatly. Goldie even gave her an offended huffing-woof at her hesitation in handing the pup over her goods! "Uh - yeah, y'right! Good sit, Goldie," the satyr admitted, forking over the jerky for her. This one might be sharper than she gave credit for. Just to be sure, the satyr let Gold wander off a few times before either calling or approaching her to ask her to sit again, staving off the treat rewards as the exercise went on. What a smart girl she'd chosen! Gold lv|5 ly|10 sit|5 sit training accepted!
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 4, 2020 12:46:14 GMT -6
Lethalia was amazed to see that these houluh seemed to grow just the same as sarane could; either they decided to put all their energy into making it to adulthood, or take their sweet time in growing up. Gold appeared to be shaping up to be the former, growing like a weed as she was. She'd lost a fair amount of her newborn chub over the last weeks, growing into a spindly adolescent who resembled the wind hounds they were intended to be. It had been hard to picture that teeny tiny lump of a puppy turning into an elegant adult, but her growth spurt had finally brought all of those features to the surface. Her ears were still so long she tended to trip on them, and those paws were going to take a lot of growing into - but the potential was peeking through. What she wasn't sure how to deal with was the fact that the pup's wily nature seemed to have grown right along with her, instead of growing out of it. Keeping Gold out of trouble and engaged was going to be... fun. Gold lv|5.1 ly|10.1
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 7, 2020 16:30:02 GMT -6
Springtime meant a glut of things for Lethalia to get done around the farm, and thus plenty of outside time for the puppy. In between feeding, mucking, and tending to her little alfalfa field, she could 'touch base' with the houluh throughout the day. Maybe sparse visits like that would help keep her engaged as the day wore on; Leth could hope.
Not to be trusted alone on the property, the pup seemed to find some great joy in ambling alongside her owner down the dirt road bisecting the property, and going the long way around the paddocks home. Gold darted around her as she walked, taking the opportunities that she could to dart over and latch onto the satyr's fetlocks as she walked. It was clearly a game of great fun, because every time Lethalia pretended to put a snarl on her face and reached for her ankles, the pup would lope off with tongue lolling, looking for all the part she was laughing.
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 7, 2020 16:30:20 GMT -6
"Ya tryin'ta bite me? Huh?" Lethalia goaded playfully, lunging a little at the pup to send her scampering - and rounding right back for more. For the very briefest moment, there was debate given to teaching the pup no bites. But, well... that wouldn't be a very entertaining trick for either of them, and Lethalia was trying to keep their time with Gold as a puppy as lighthearted as she could. They could get to the more serious stuff later, but for now the houluh's attention span begged for straightforwardness. Teaching her to bite something on command was an idea of a 'trick' that ought to keep the energetic pup interested! Lethalia hadn't anything on her to teach with other than her own hoof-fluff, which she would very much like to remain intact by the time she was done with the pup's training. Toys or a better target than her own legs would come in handy. bite|1
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 7, 2020 16:30:39 GMT -6
Instead, she let them finish their walk while shooing Gold away from her ankles best she could - trying her best to make it a game so that the pup always came rounding back for more. There was a chance just hearing the satyr ask about 'biting' that she could instill the command early on. With that she left Gold in the yard for another round of chores without the little tag-along. A short time later found the satyr swinging a roped ball toy on her finger, wondering if Gold would be able to appreciate it's lovely gradient of colors or not. Just how colorblind were dogs, anyway? At least it wasn't as though she was planning on training her colors. "Hey Gold," she announced as she walked up to the fence, greeted by a wagging tail and perked ears. Somehow they always knew if you had something for them in your hands! "Wanna give this'un a try?" she asked, letting her gold-pointed blur out of the gate.
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Post by Lethalia on Apr 7, 2020 16:31:10 GMT -6
"Ohh yeah, c'mon," Lethalia teased, whipping the toy out of the pup's reach as she made an dart for it the instant the gate opened. Holding it too high up for Gold to snag, she led the pup over to the road so they might circle the property while playing, just like they had been. It was a great way to wear down some puppy energy, especially now they had something to wrestle around with! The toy was lowered just enough once the satyr had gotten to walking, and Gold took her chance to lunge at it almost before she could reach. "Bite it, bite it!" the satyr encouraged with as much gusto as she could. Lethalia paused to grapple with the pup, gently tugging her head from side to side with the toy to garner joyous growling. "Theressa girl, good bite!" She hadn't thought to pick up any treats as a reward, but playing seemed to be reward enough to keep Gold coming back for more. Gold lv|6 ly|12 bite|2
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