It was very cool-
The whistle of wind caught his attention. Something was flying towards them. A ball. And a very canine instinct took over him as he reached to catch it in midair (Sirius wanted to use JAWS, Matti vetoed this). Jumped a little too high. Reached out a little too fast. But not enough to actually close his fingers around it.
The round projectile bounced on the wall, and then fell directly on his head. Then to the ground.
For a moment he made the exact same face as his fox. Red eyes included.
Rude.