WC:: 482 - Silly Bran and Nier. Everyone feel free to play with Ciaran, for this thread you can freely reference him, play with him and have a full on conversation if ya want. He is fluent in High Speech now.
Air was forcibly pushed from his lungs as Bran threw him forward and he landed hard on his chest in the dirt. His muzzle hit the floor just after his chest, the impact closing his jaw with a clearly audible click. He opened his eyes as the dust cloud settled around his head and his cyan eyes were left peering into the bushes at the edge of the clearing. His eyes widened initially as he saw a clump of shadows and light with lilac orbs before he realised that it wasn't some unusual beast, but their newest Aeska Sura. A crushed grin spread across his muzzle, the grin somehow squished by his position on the floor. "Sura! He cried the puppies name, hoping that he could entice her to play, he knew from experience that pups liked to play. He thought quickly of a way to get the pup interested, he remembered that at their first meeting she had babbled a load of nonsense, but he also recalled that she seemed to have an amazing imagination.
Bran seemed to have the best timing or he could read his brothers mind, because he leaped on top of Niernan, sitting on his brothers back, pinning him to the floor. Niernan raised his cyan eyes to where the pup was hidden, "Sura, help me! The Bran-beast has me." He didn't know if his strategy would work, but he hoped that it would. Bran caught on to his ploy and started making strange growling and snuffling noises, running his wet nose along Niers spine, this elicited a peal of laughter from the darker wolf, the action tickling and sending a shiver through his entire back. Bran then raised his head and started making muted howling noises, taking on the role of the Beast with vigour, his tongue hanging from his mouth and his eyes as wide as he could make them. Nier had to stifle loud laughter at how ridiculous his brother looked, attempting to play along, "Nooooo! He's mad! He's gonna eat me!" He cried, little giggles still escaping through the Irish lilted words.
Bran continued his act and Niernan flailed feebly, waiting for the puppies reaction, but this little window of time allowed Niernan to have a quick sweep of the clearing. He felt a proud smile slip onto his muzzle as he saw the small gathering of his pack. He was even prouder when he saw that Ciaran was approaching the shy, timid Colibri. He remembered Coli's first meeting with Ciaran and Nier, recalling that the cat had slept almost the entire time. He was glad that the cat was choosing Coli's companionship, knowing that Ciarans laidback attitude and soothing presence might work wonders for Coli. The sweep also confirmed that Grace and Lilin were nowhere around. His spirits fell a little, but he knew that his golden lover would be back soon, hopefully unscathed.
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