The child with the sea green eyes knew she was going to be in trouble. She'd stolen out of the den with Noir's Toefur and had managed to get halfway across the packlands with her prisoner, giggling and tripping over the strange pink toy the whole way. She could almost bet that her sister was sitting at home wailing at the top of her lungs afraid that she'd lost the odd looking attachment. The little girl couldn't help releasing a shrill laugh as she pulled the rather abused plushie onto a rock with her and sat ontop of her treasure as she proudly gazed across the lands she'd travelled.
She had yet to see her brothers for the day, her new plot in escaping with Toefur having taken up the majority of her time and now she was wondering where in the packlands the two could have been. Attila was probably terrorizing Claud again she thought as she blew her bicolored bangs out of her eyes with a sigh. She wished that Noir would hurry up and realize that the stupid thing was missing thatway she'd have someone to play with, as soon as she did realize Oce' knew that her silly sister would come racing to save her best friend.. who in her opinion wasn't much of a friend if the stupid thing kept allowing itself to be kidnapped.
She smiled smugly to herself as she decided that perhaps the pink octopus just liked her better that her silly ol' sister.
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Attila was wondering around, trying to map the tribelands in his head. It was pretty difficult, because it was plenty of space to remember. Around him, the trees seemed all the same, the rocks, and even the sky. Maybe because he was too small and his legs were too short for him to go around. At the very least, he got his strength built. It may be more easier when he was older and got him own horse. He knew about them because he was almost stepped on by them, when he visited the barm. It was a good adventure and experience.
A familiar smell called his attention. It was Ocèane's, and not much far. Being carefull to don't trip in something, he runned in her direction, aware that Noir's scent was present as well. The second thing he loved the most besides terrorizing his brother, Claudius, was to terrorize his sisters. When she got on his sight, he understood from where Noir's smell was coming from. Her pink octopus plushie, Toefur. She played so much with it that it got with her smell. Oce probably stole it, by the small glitter in her eyes. He knew it very well, pricipaly because he had it when he steals something.
"Will you fhare you earnings, fifter?" he asked, walking proudly of his sister's actions. "Keep like thif and you will end up like me!" he said.
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Oceane hadn't expected to be found so quickly and she hadn't thought that it would have been one of her brothers. She flipped her ears back as she caught the scent of her brother, her sea green orbs turned to find the lighter hued male plotting along towards the rock she'd claimed. Her little bottle brush tail beat against the stone as she set her teeth into Toefur when her brother drew closer and trying to sit on her prize to hide it from sight, though she knew that he'd already seen it.
The chocolate and tan girl gave a high pitched shrill giggle as she smiled wickedly down at Attila as she dropped Toefur's limb and answered. "What did yous do to get a fair share this time?" her little eyes sparkling darkly, she asked. "I did all the work.." she said proudly as she giggled once more and wiggled with excitement, almost falling off the rock as she smiled down at her brother.
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Attila would love to try his gift of persuasion on Oce if she wasn't his sister and didn't know him so well. They were kind of imunne to his influency in the weak minds, except by Claudius, that was too weak to resist very long, but he wouldn't waist it with his poor brother. He could do whatever he wanted, and it was enough. Her dark glande at him surely meant she wasn't giving up so easily.
"Well, it'f eafier for you to fhare inftead of me having to fteal it from you, ifn't it?" he said, using his piercing look, trying to persuade the brownish female. He know it would take a while, but it would worth the work. He would just love to shake the octupus plushie, and bite it, and drool on it, and then to shake it again. He had to hold the drool with that dream. Since Noir appeared with that toy, he wished so badly to destroy it, what usually happened to anything that he got alone with.
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The beige and chocolate girl gazed down at her brother as though she was only half listening to his words, which, she actually was paying very close attention to the male. She knew her brothers games and tricks and she knew soon enough she would have a battle on her paws over ownership of the stole plushie. On one side she had done all the work and had captured the plushie fair and square, but on the other, Attila was the one known for being trouble and if he was the one caught with Toefur then she could easily walk away without her paws even looking remotely dirty.
Her little ocean hued orbs glittered with the thought as she flicked her tail back and forth as though she was actually thinking on the threat that her sibling had offered her. No bribes, just threats, stupid brother, he'd never get anywhere thinking like that she mused. She looked down her little nose at him as she spoke softly. "No, that would make it easier on you brother." she said with a slight smile. That kind of talk might work on Claudius but it would never work on Oceane. "What if I don't wants to share?" she said haughty as she tossed her tiny little bangs, she really was a pirate princess.
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Attila understood that it was going to be a fight. He got that his persuassion wasn't going to work so, he would need another strategy. The problem was that he didn't know many. The way his sister was looking at him wasn't helping him to think straight. Trying to choose which was better, he placed his paws in the stone the tan girl was sitting on, so he could look inside the girl's ocean blue eyes. He finally found a good one.
"Okay, let'f make a deal? I ftay wif the toy for a few minutef, and then it if all yourf, and I'll never bother you again." he proposed. It was impossible for the girl not to agree. It was just a few minutes, and then she was free of him. What could be better than this? Probably nothing. It would be hard for him not wish to have the plushie again, but he could handle it. The boy was tough, and he would resist. He hold out a paw to be shaken, though it wasn't going to be a shake at all, since they hadn't have hands yet. "Do we have a deal?" he asked, his eyes hard and his face empty. He thought that this would be a good carrier, to be a chantager. It seemed cool, and very easy. All he had to do was to give a propose that was too good to resist, and his persuasion skills would make it even more tempting. The pale boy considered to train it a while.
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Oceane was calm as she watched over the pink plushie. She knew that she was already going to be in trouble for escaping with the stuffed animal but she wasn't stupid. If she let Attila have at it and something happened she'd be doublely in trouble and he would have won as well. She glanced down at the doll before peering at her brother, a deep thoughtful look crossing her little face before she finally opened her eyes and shook her head. "Nope! You's my brother, you will bother me allll the time. I should know." she said as she looked down at him like he was going to have to try harder than that to con the con artist who just happened to be his sister.
She would sure give him a run for his money before giving in. Of all the people he would have to work on coning into some scam or cheap trick she was the worst of all and would always be the hardest one he'd have to find a trade for. She was after all his sister and knew all his weaknesses and tricks. That and the fact that Oceane liked to stay ontop of things, she wouldn't make anything easy for her bullying brother. If she had the upperhand she wasn't going to trade it for a simple little deal.. Poor Attila, unless he could distract her he'd have to keep the offers flowing.
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Attila knew that the way she talked was very determined, unbreakable. He made a face at the dennial. His poropose seemed so tempting... He understood he had to appeal for his plan B. How he wishes he didn't have to. "I fee... That if a peatty! " he said with a faked upset voice. He started to turn around, pretending to leave. He wasn't planning to give up so easily. "I fhink I'll leave you alone..." he said, walking very slowly, his head and tail down. He was with closed eyes, to concentrate, then opened them, and evil grim showing up in his face, luckly not seeable for Ocèane in this position. Too bad for her. "HA!" he yelled and jumped, spinning around toward her. With all the speed he could get, using everything of his little but strong legs, the pale boy ran and jumped toward her, his paws ready, aiming her fluffy chest. The impact would pull her off the rock along with Toefur, and it would confuse her. In those seconds, he would steal the octopus plushie from her and ran away with it. That was all he needed, and all he would get. A big open smile with an evil frown composed his face. "I should know"... Ha! She should know he is not the kind of person that never have a backup plan...
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The lass with the sea foam eyes knew better than to trust Attila, she'd spent the very small bit of life that the two had lived learning the tricks and trades of her siblings and becoming wise to their ways. While Noir and Claudias were on different levels than Attila she'd learned that the bully of their litter had a bit of cunning to his trickery from time to time even if the plans were simple. He did go to such extends to make everyone believe his sad little shows. Her eyes narrowed slightly when Attila spoke, the dejection in his voice and his frame as he left almost made her decide to share but instead she lowered her frame to pick up Toefur and start after him.
Luckily she'd ducked when she had for the moment her eyes were off the form of her brother he'd turned and came catapolting back for revenge. If she'd been watching she would have laughed as her unexpected motion had put her out of his range by a few inches and the male had missed his objective and overshot his landing. She lifted her head quickly and turned around on the spot, staring down at Attila as she asked. "What chu doing down there brother dearest?" She hadn't seen the battleplans that he'd made but luck had her out atleast this one time as her eyes seemed to mock attila.
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'Oh, snap!' he thought, desperate with the situation. She had ducked, althought it would be impossible to predict his move. He cursed her stupid luck while he tried to reach to her, somehow. No, he couldn't. He didn't. He cursed his tiny legs, as well. When he touched the floor, it all spun around. His body rolled in the earth for a few seconds until he stopped abruptly when a rock got on his way. Right on his nose. Seconds passed, and he only let go one sound: "Ouch...!" It was unacceptable how lucky his sister could be. And it had to be right now!
His ears turned around to hear her reply to his unsuccessful spring at her. He couldn't swallow that. He wouldn't. It was against his nature not to revenge his pride. "THA'F IT!" he said, and turned around, shaking his long fur around, a cloud of dirt appearing around him. Almost like a bull, he digged the ground with his paw's tiny claws, shook his head side to side until he lowed it so his invisible horns were pointing to her and raced again to her. This time, his paces sounded heavily in the ground. When the Aston kid jumped to her, he aimmed lower so, if she ducked again, she wouldn't be able to scape. Even if she tried to get out of the way, he would be able to turn around to her better.
Yes, she was doomed now. No scape from her enraged brother. His evil grin, that was his registered mark, painted in his face.
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Oceane giggled as her sibling had ended up face first in the dirt. She wasn't really mean but she liked a good game and she really liked to be the one who came out ontop in every case. Her sea foam orbs shone with amusement as she sat down on Toefur and laughed softly at her brother. She had been lucky indeed but she planned on keeping it thatway now that she knew what was up.
The annoyed voice of her brother met her ears as she grinned again, watching the silly show that he was putting on. He reminded her of the elk that snorted and bellowed as they tried to claim their space in the meadows. When two and two connected and the girl realized what was about to happen she picked up Toefur in her mouth again and narrowed her eyes with a smirk as she waited for the oncoming attack.
When he set off on his charge little Oceane waited til the last minute to dodge out of his way, her merry laughter playing on the air as she scampered off her voice trailing after as she started a new game. "Yous gonna has to catch me now Attila!" She was off, as fast as her little legs would carry her, the form of Toefur held high to try and keep from tangling in her feet as she ran. This was going to be fun if he took the bait!
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Once again, his feet found the ground but, this time, he just tumbled once, and he breaked with his paws digging the earth until his boddy stopped. The white tuff of fur in the top of his head waved when he spun toward his annoying sister, not to attack, but to see her while she spoke. His face was a poker one, until she ran away. His evil grin appeared again.
It was a game. The kind of one he enjoyed to play, even more if he wins. It was almost a hobby, but his aim was usually the chicken of Claudius. It was just so fun to see his littermate running his awkward run, hearing his cry, his pleas to stop following him. Alwas so funny but, this time, he had to let it go. Oce's tone was that she was planning something evil. It was being an evil geniuses battle, and it always led to nowhere. Avtually, it was a waist of time, that he could be spending bothering Claudius.
No, it could wait until he could find the plushie all alone. It would take plenty of time, as Noir was with it 50% of the time, and the other 50% was with Oce. The horrible truth. He sighed, the smile still in his face, and just sat on the rock his sister once was. So high. That's why she was feeling so... superior. The pale boy just sat there, like one of those proud statues.
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When she realized that Attila was not following her Oceane stopped and plopped down in thhe dirt, staring back at her brother as he climbed up onto the rock that she'd been sitting upon earlier. She shook her head and called out. "Co'mon.. mum's calling!" Just because mother was calling didn't mean she had to leave but she didn't want mother to coming looking for them, that never ended in anything good. She sat and watched her brother, wondering what was going through his head and why he ruined the fun but instead of continue on down the line of thought she gnawed on one of Toefur's limbs while her tiny tail beat against the ground.
When Attila didn't instantly get up to join her she sighed and rolled her eyes. Picking up Toefur she shook her head and picked up her pace again, remembering that mother wanted them home. She wondered just what mom had brought for dinner tonight and with a grumble of her tummy she smiled and forgot all about teasing and tormenting her brother as she quickly tried to get home before Noir so she could put Toefur back where she had found him.
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Ended the thred lol
He heard his sister, but he ignored, wanting to give her a cold shower. What she diserved. She waited. "Who laughs last, laughs better" he, thought.
When the pale boy could feel she was away, he went back, walking very slowly, watching his white paws moving forward, one by one. It was fun, he should do that more times. He thought of the possibilities of food, waiting for him. Elk, deer, boar, lamb... All of those thoghts made him with even more hunger. Quickening the pace a bit, he followed his sister's scent toward home.
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