Izaak had no idea that he had done something wrong. It was just a testament to just how short his attention span was. Just how quickly he forgot about what was already in his hand for something else that he saw. It was like a new pup just being brought into a new home. He was curious about his surroundings. He wanted to know what everything was. Had to touch and examine everything at least once. After all it was all stuff that he had never seen before. He wasn't all to familiar with things that humans had left behind. His mother had only really taught him one thing. Or well, it was the one thing that she had focused on. One thing he shouldn't already know at his age. But not knowing any better he didn't find it strange. He thought that everyone grew up that way.
Izaak slept peacefully. It was the first real bed that he had ever slept on. But this country was full of firsts for him. It being his first foreign land. He'd even made the trip all by himself, which is why he didn't know his brother/cousin was here as well. He thought Sascha might still be back in Germany with the girls since Sascha didn't show the extent of immaturity that Izaak did. Just watching the orange and grey male bounce about as he did none would ever guess that he was the oldest of the litter. He certainly didn't take on that sort of responsibility. But then again it had been stripped from him after that baby sitting incident. He hadn't been trusted to be left in charge after that.
Izaak groaned and tried to push the hand away as he was poked. His ears twitched and flattened in hopes to be able to ignore the prodding. He wasn't ready to get up just yet. "Nicht jetzt..." The words were grumbled out as he shifted around. He just didn't like to be woken up but at least he wasn't violent about it. Instead he simply tried to ignore it. But of course he wouldn't be allowed to when Marik came over to pester him into waking as well. Of course he tried to shove him away as well.
A yawn parted his jaws as he shifted around again. He stretched and blinked open his eyes, mumbling something about needing more sleep. When his eyes finally fully opened and he was staring up at his father and uncle he looked confused. A slow glance was given around the room before he remembered where he was. The boy yawned again and rubbed at his eyes. "Unky Cotl?" He questioned softly, staring at Cotl. But that quietness was broken by the boy suddenly lunging at the frowning male and wrapping his arms around him to hug him, the doll clutched in his hand still. "Unky Cotl!" He cried out gleefully. It was the same overexcited greeting that he had given to his own father earlier. "Mutter erzählte mir von dir! Mutter sagte, Sie haben einen großen Schwanz! Kann ich es sehe!?" Perhaps not the most appropriate topic for a first meeting but it shouldn't be seen as so strange given who his parents are.
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