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POSTED: Fri Sep 13, 2019 3:35 pm

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'This one looks okay.' Dan sounded out, his voice muffled from the thick layer of dirt and turf that covered his head. Squinting into the darkness, he estimated that it was roughly big enough for the pair of them to happily live in.

There was a scoff from behind him and, having expected it, the teal eyed boy scuttled out like a large, scruffy rat, a scowl plastered on his face. 'What?!'

'The entrance isn't covered, stupid... We're gonna get wet come winter.' Caspar argued, gesturing with his ginger snout.

'So? We'll get Brom or Sedona to build a door.' Daniel countered sharply.

'Everyone's busy building the paper mill, where are they gonna find the time to build you a stupid door?'

'Build us a stupid door.' the younger brother corrected, turning his gaze from his brother back to the entrance of the den and then back again. He had to admit that Caspar had a point, they really couldn't expect people to take time out of their already busy schedules to build something for two young boys that weren't even really helping out with the paper mill to begin with. After some consideration, Daniel spoke up, 'I'll build one myself.'

'Christ, no. No one's stupid enough to let you borrow their tools. You'll cut your arm off or something daft like that.'

And so, another childish squabbled erupted between the brothers.

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POSTED: Mon Sep 23, 2019 9:50 pm

"Hey now, hey now, what's all this ruckus about?"

Tail swinging and smile broad, the old she-wolf trotted down the pathway and laid her rheumy eyes on the two boys. She was no stranger to them bickering with one another, though rarely had she witnessed the arguments escalate to anything too hurtful—at least, she wouldn't rat out either youngster to their sibling if they admitted that the other had struck a nerve.

She reminisced briefly about her own sisterly squabbles then chuffed laughter, coming over to inspect the den.

"Oh did you do this?" Posey crouched down then attempted to climb into it, smearing fresh dirt on her white pelt. "Got a nice turn-around. I like it." Her muzzle poked back out into fresh air, her eyes bright. When she emerged into sunlight again, she gave her scruffy coat a shake and freed some tufts of white hair. "Reckon yer house is 'bout t' get a bit crowded, eh?"

Her voice was gentle, testing.

I kinda winged something short so lmk if you need more to reply to or if I messed up lol


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POSTED: Sat Sep 28, 2019 9:54 am

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Their bickering was soon interrupted and with a mingled look of guilt and annoyance, the boys drew themselves away from each other, if only to remove the temptation to bat each other when Posey's eyes were averted. They parted further as the old Denmother drew closer to inspect their new den, allowing her to enter the bare space unhindered. With an unnoticed glare directed at one another, the boys wedged themselves in the entrance awkwardly to both allow light to filter in and to be able to watch their "grandmother" as she potted around the small space.

'Most of it...' answered Caspar, his voice betraying the half-truth that it was pretty much dug when they'd found it and all the brothers had had to do was sweep out the fallen dirt and make it slightly bigger. Still, for two young boys, they'd done a fair job at cleaning.

Shuffling back out of Posey's way, they shared another mildly aggrieved look before they both mumbled a put-out, 'Yeah...' at the old white Elkenfrey. Slumping into the soft, dry dirt outside of their new home, they prepared themselves to be comforted by Posey, even though neither of them particularly wanted comforting. They were almost grown, living on their own and hunting by themselves. They didn't need to be coddled any more as far as they were concerned.

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POSTED: Tue Oct 08, 2019 10:14 am

Posey wrinkled her nose. Well don't look so put-out!

She plopped down just outside the entrance, rolling on piles of soft dirt, and settled on her back with her paws dangling limply in the air. Sneezing, she shook her head and rolled her eyes at the youngsters. It didn't trouble her too much that the boys looked like they were bracing themselves for dealing with her. As nurturing as she was, she was also intimately familiar with the teenager stage – and confident in the fact that her charges would come back around once they were grown up.

You should still offer t' help yer mother, don'tcha know, she added. It's only right – she helped the both o' yas yer whole life! She glanced at them, about to go into grotesque detail about how Saga had licked their bums when they were blind and deaf, or spit up food from her own belly, and tolerated their antics – but that was crossing a line. She'd keep that in her back pocket for shaming if she had to.

'specially if ya wanna learn the ropes. Shadow 'er, y'know? Either o' ya wanna lead someday?

Mistfell Vale wasn't a hierarchy with heirs, but that didn't mean that one of the Ursarchon's boys wouldn't eventually come to lead in their own way. Rolling back over onto her stomach, with a fresh coating of dirt on her already off-yellow spine, Posey crossed her paws primly and looked at them with a sparkle in her eye.

What is it the both o' ya wanna do?

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POSTED: Thu Oct 10, 2019 6:55 am

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Bemused, the brothers glanced at each other and then back at Posey as she gleefully covered her yellowy white pelt in dirt. stuck between childhood and adulthood, the pair were caught in the middle of wanting to join in with their grandmother's antics, and equally to distance themselves from such youthful follies. Living under the close eye of their mother, they both learnt long ago that they were expected to behave and though in their younger months they rebelled against such commands, now the longed to be treated like adults their self-control was improving by leaps and bounds.

'She doesn't want us to help.' Daniel countered, not that either of them had ever actively offered. 'We bring her food, but that's all she wants. And Baelish can do that for her too so...' Neither boy opted to mention that, at the moment, their uncle probably wasn't doing much to be helpful. They'd scarcely seen him around in the last few weeks and they'd heard whispers that scant few other people had either. He hadn't left the Vale as far as either of them knew, so they were baffled as to why his face was becoming such an uncommon sight.

Dan snorted derisively at Posey's comment and Caspar raised a bemused eyebrow. Neither of them had their eyes on being saddled with responsibility, especially under their mother's eye. Perhaps this would change in time as they matured, but in that moment, neither boy could think of anything worse. Both mumbled vague iterations of 'Dunno.' when faced with the prospect of coming up with some suggestion of their future plans. Neither had bothered to think very far into the future. Well, Dan had, though seeing as Caspar wasn't even privy to those thoughts, he kept them under wraps again.

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POSTED: Sat Nov 02, 2019 8:47 pm

Stubborn girlie, that one, Posey allowed when the dark-masked boy claimed their mother didn't want them to help her. Sometimes the folk that ain't ask fer help need it the most, don'tcha know, she added in her infinite wisdom. Wolverthornes were especially predisposed to bullheadedness in this aspect, placing duty over comfort; she saw this in Lyric as well as Saga.

Then again, Posey didn't want to be a burden, either, and shut her own troubles away where no one could be bothered by them.

She snorted when the boys scoffed and mumbled, and dropped her head onto her paws with an exaggerated roll of her honey-brown eyes. Well ya ain't have t' talk t' me if y' don't want to. Her tail wagged to take the sting from the remark; she didn't want to guilt-trip them into keeping her company, and she had other places she could be today, anyway.

Might just be I'm outta touch with you youngsters, huhuhu.


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POSTED: Wed Nov 06, 2019 12:44 pm

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'That doesn't make sense.' Dan admitted, his face screwing up as he considered Posey's words. Caspar gave his brother a bemused look, he wanted to make a smart comment about how Dan never seemed to understand anything, but he figured that all that would earn him was a light reprimand from Posey and a bite from Dan himself, so he wisely kept his mouth shut. Reiterating his point, the youngest of the two shrugged frustratedly, 'Sounds dumb to try helpin' people that don't want help.'' the boy admitted.

Shaking his head like an etch-a-sketch, Dan moved past Posey's stockpiled idioms and passed all conversation of his mother. He sat in awkward silence until Posey spoke again with a roll of her soft, yet hawk-like eyes. Despite the wag of her tail, both boys' ears and shoulders drooped sheepishly, and they mumbled their apologies and words to the contrary.

'Are we supposed t' know what we wanna do?' The teal eyed boy asked softly, some concern in his voice.

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