((Ah, I see. Okee. x3))
Koda perked his oversized ears forward as the Red Kite landed feet away. With a playful yip, he sprang forward, skidding to a stop inches away from the bird and plopping his upper half down in a play bow. Maska jerked his head up and growled. "Get away from that, Koda." He barked, stalking forward and snatching the little black pup off the ground by his scruff. Setting him down behind him, the male turned his attention back on the Kite. With a threatening bark, he lunged his open jaws forward, snapping them closed with a crack inches away from the bird.