Word Count: 324 - SoSuWriMo
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As he grew closer with his head forward, aiming to poke his brother with his nose when he was close enough, his eyes widened and he spotted how Conor's tongue was out of his mouth and on the ground. On the ground! Maybe Conor was dead! He had to be dead, because who would want their tongue on the ground? Emwe whimpered again and stood still for a moment with a worried face, not entirely certain what he should do. Oh, this would be easier if Conor would make a sound or something, so Emwe knew that he wasn't dead.If he actually was dead.... what would he do? Emwe wasn't the smart one; his brother was. His brown tail curled to touch his tummy and he bit his lower lip gently, conflicted, before he bent closer than he had before. There was a silence filled with tension that seemed to tear at his very being, making him tense and worried. Suddenly his brother jumped on to him like a big wall or a wave or something, knocking him off his feet and placing him on the ground with a surprised yelp. Sounds of distress and a single word escaped him as the brothers fell and their limbs entangled as Emwe struggled to get free. "Conor!!" Emwe was surprised and bewildered, but as the single word his brother uttered reached his ears and was fully processed, a wide grin spread on his face. He knew, now, that he had been tricked, and though he felt silly for being such an easy prey, he also easily joined the game. Still trying to free himself from his brother, tongue flying out from his smile, Emwe yelled but laughed all the same. "You cheat!" The young male was perhaps easy to fool, but he was further easier to excite. He knew he had just been bested, but he was used to being bested by his smaller brother.