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Silvano Sadira · 07-22-2010, 08:16 PM

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Silvano was set on the ground, and his uncle had to crouch to talk to him properly. Oh, how the young Sadira could not wait until he would be old enough to stand on his own two feet and not force his relatives to descend from up there just to talk with him. How tall would he be? As tall as his father? As his uncle? Oh, that was certainly a dream. To tower over people, to be a force to be reckoned with. People could look up at him and be inspired, or terrified at the mere sight of him. But now, all he was was a tiny pup, still nothing more than a child still far from being grown up. In a year, it would be different, but he was only a few months old now.

Winter. Winter. That sounded familiar, but it felt as though it was briefly mentioned before him rather than ever experienced. The Sadira looked up at Jazper blankly, clearly not understanding what was just described to him. Snow? Snow forts? What was snow? What was a fort? What was a snow fort? "Oh..." His uncle explained what winter was, but he still did not truly understand what it meant nor could he put an image in his own head to place with the word. It was cold was the only thing he could put to the word, and that had no image, none whatsoever. Cold he understood, though. That's why he loved how convenient it was to have siblings born with him; they would have a hard time being cold at night.

Jazper strode off, waving along his nephew, who followed along behind him. Smile plastered on his face, Silvano loped off to try to catch up to the man's heels. The doors were opened wide, like some grand entrance. The young pup stopped in his tracks, eyes widening at the books. Oh, it was grand. So grand. Jaws open wide in surprise, the pup blindly stepped forward, eyes sweeping all the shelves. Shaking his disproportionate head, he saw a chair, which he ran up to and scrambled on top of. "First thing is to find the best comfy spot to sit!" repeated the Sadira, tail wagging furiously. Standing on his hind legs and paws on the chair's arm, Silvano watched his uncle. "No! You gotta find something to read first!" He looked at the books. "Like an adventure! An adventure!"

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