The clouds were curious things at any given time, let alone when being viewed upside-own. The wolf pup was fascinated by them. What are they? He wondered how they stayed in the air without anything to hold them up. His round puppy face was lit with excitement, bright, azure eyes shining as he scanned the heavens. Lying like he was, Ascher could not see the ground, and even thought he could feel it, he pretended he was floating among the fluffy white things above him.
That was, until a weight landed on his stomach. The air whooshed out of his lungs with an "Oof!" and his eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't heard his sibling approach; he had been too enthralled with the skies. He shifted his head slightly to see Saul laid over him so that the pair made a cross-shape on the ground. He grinned at his sibling, happy to see him.
"Um, I fell down." Ascher was, as usual stating the obvious. Ears pricked up and he nudged his brother's shoulder with a paw. "Hey Saul lookie at this!" With effort, the young pup tried to shove his sibling off. He waved his fore-paws towards the sky. "Lookie Saul, look at them!"