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Pierce knew he was playing with fire when he decided to throw a pillow at Ein, the small offended squawk the wolf let out almost made the battle he had started worth the risk.
Pierce watches as Ein turns, shooting a half hearted glare in his direction before picking up the pillow.
“I must admit, you’ve got guts to start a battle we both know you won’t win” Ein taunts, a smirk stretching across his face, a mischievous glint in his silver eyes.
Pierce smirks back, revealing the other pillow he had hidden behind his back, “A battle to the death then?” He asks, already bracing himself for the pure chaos that would follow.
Ein’s face lights up at the challenge, shifting into a better stance.
They’re still for a moment before chaos erupts, laughter filling the air as they aim to disarm the other.
Pierce loses the fight fairly quickly, his pillow getting thrown out of his hands. He’s not too upset about it, Ein’s breathless smile makes it all worth it.