Mommy had left with Severus only this time, leaving him and Judas in the den together. Sadly she had tossed the darker brother into the bird cage again and ignored Octavius as she took the grey brother away. The white one hadn’t wanted to go because napping was a lot more appealing at the moment than going out and socializing with people he didn’t really care about. He’d just curled up on the skins, in the darkest corner he could find, and started drifting off again. The soft voice coming from across the room was annoying and he ignored it for a while, not wanting to get up and move around. After a while he growled and sat up to look around, wondering who the hell was calling out for him. That was when he remembered that Judas had been left with him. Rolling off of the bed, he scampered over to the bird cage and hopped up, balancing his front paws on the bars, looking in.
Aww, Juuudda! I dun know how ta open it! He whimpered softly and fell to the ground again, pawing at the bars in frustration, not knowing what to do to help his brother get out. He didn’t have hands like mommy did, so the latch would be hard to get undone. Sighing, he sat down and leaned against the bars, face unhappy and nose sticking through, snuffling against Judas’s neck, taking in his scent. Octa felt bad about not getting to spend enough time with his darker brother. Going outside to play all the time instead of staying with Judas was horrible and made him feel so guilty sometimes…an idea popped into his head.
Jumping up again, he opened his mouth and bit onto the latch, chewing on it and twisting his head from side to side, trying to get it to come loose. It took a long ten minutes of stopping to rest and flex his sore jaw, but he eventually busted it. Hooking one little paw around a bar, he tugged the door open and stood back, waiting for Judas to come out. Bouncing around happily, he yipped and wiggled. I got somefins to show you, Judda! It’s dark there, so no huwt your eyes no more, kay? He darted forward and licked at Judas’ nose and muzzle, barely able to contain his excitement. C’mon…we can be sneakies… He scampered over to the door and crouched, pushing out and into the dark cave hall quietly and whining softly for Judas to follow close behind.
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