Sibling Adventures

Saul Stormbringer · 08-07-2011, 09:53 AM

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Heavy paws were hard on the ground, clumsy and far too large. The little dark male, still resembling his fathers colouring and not yet grown into the soft creams and whites that would lighten his coat as he grew, padded softly through the garden in the Victorian mansion that had been their home for only a few short weeks. A big grin plastered over his face as bright green eyes, different from his brothers and sister, darted after a grasshopper intent on getting away from its unwanted stalker. Every few moments the young male would give a soft whine, dark paws swiping at the grass in the garden to see if he would be able to catch the grasshopper. This time, as he removed his paw from his unsuccessful swiping, the grasshopper was nowhere the be seen. Disappointment warred on the cherubs face as he looked around, confusion dragging his dark brows down as he looked for the grasshopper. He didnt think to look at his soft padded paw to find the dead grasshopper, squished on his last swipe through the males clumsyness.

His game ruined, the male jumped back the way he'd come, whip-like tail waving high in the air. He couldnt wait for the day his tail was as luschious as Conor's or Bris's, their guardians in this new place. He hadnt seen them today but he knew they were safe, because they were adults and adults were always safe. He crept past the house however, stealth on high as he moved into the streets of Wolfville. A cry caught his attention, folded ears perking to try and catch whatever it was that had made a noise. Curiosity peaked, the young male moved forward the all the unco-ordinated clumsiness of a three month old puppy. He stumbled often although he always managed to defy gravity and stay on his paws. Green eyes were still a little weak, although they were growing in strength every day so that he could see farther. His nose was becoming accustomed only to the scents around him, but the scents of the world outside the doors of the house were enough to confuse him into believing he was along out here.

He saw a figure fall in the distance and at once, puppylike exictement kicked him into gear. Without thinking about it, he rushed forward, pudgy puppy body trying to move as fast as Conor could. His green eyes widened as he saw Ascher on the floor, on his back and looking at the clouds. A sly grin washed over his lips as he paused, before gathering his strength up and propelling himself forward. He jumped, aiming to land horizontally across Ascher's body so their bodies made a cross shape. "Wha'cha doin' on floor Sha?" He asked, still unable to pronounce his brothers full name. He went for the sound instead, a grin on his lips as he leaned over to try and tug on his brothers ears.

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