Nier appreciated the comforting paw that Saul had laid on his shoulder when he had settled down next to his log, it had helped in steadying him, but it hadn't stopped Niernan from giving his cousin a devious grin. He chuckled quietly as he watched Sauls face as he ran through the options, he pictured little cogs turning in Sauls mind, running over all the possibilities. The black and tan wolf flicked his azure eyes to Lilin for a second, then back to Saul, judging just what he could get away with, before raising his eyes to the night sky and sighing; he couldn't do that to Saul, or Lilin, he liked them too much. He glanced over at Lilin again; he was also scared that the two-toned female would eat Ciaran if he pissed her off too much.
A whoop of excitement escaped Niernans lips as Saul timidly chose a dare. Niernan found great amusement in the moment that Saul took to steel himself, the closing of the eyes caused a smirk to creep across Nier's muzzle. Ah, I won't do any'fin ta hurt ye, Saul. Ya just gotta..... Nier trailed off, looking around the clearing for inspiration. He could tell that his Irish accent was becoming stronger and stronger as he got drunker. He was also aware that it might be a bit hard to understand, but at that moment he hardly cared. He sucked air in through his teeth and racked his brains as he thought, his alcoholl soaked brain struggling to run through its mental file of appropriate dares.
He looked across the fire and saw two refective disks shining green at him, he smiled and discreetly clicked his fingers, calling his dark cat over to him. He grinned up at Saul as Ciaran rubbed his furred head against his thigh. Niernan gently pulled Ciaran up to his chest and gave him a quick nuzzle before holding him up proudly and announcing Ya haff'ta kiss Ciaran! Nier couldn't stop the gigges that escaped him, he glanced over to his brother, seeing Brans face of disgust. For him the concept of kissing a cat was awful, but then a grin spread across his carame and white face, the glint of mischief strong in his mahogany eyes.
Nier switched his gaze back to Saul, waiting for his response, his tail wagging idiotically, his knees grinding into the dirt, steadying himself as much as possible. His pink tongue flopped out of the side of his mouth as he grinned, making him look a little like a mad idiot. Niernan was oblivious to Ciarans furious tail flicks and the look of resignation that had set itself on the cats face.
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