morning, June 17, in their house? Let me know if you want me to change anything. =) And thanks for the thread!
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The summer solstice was very near; the days were longer and warmer as the sun lingered those extra moments before setting. Hati was excited by this, for it would be his first summer ever, and once the new season drew to a close he would be a yearling. He had already received his adult rank in the pack, but he did not feel much like a grownup; he hoped that once he had been on this earth for a full cycle of the seasons, it would bring him some measure of bravery and maturity. Skoll had his adventure with Terra outside the court, and Lottie had been accompanying their father on his patrols, but Hati still found himself biding his time around the house and shadowing their mother. He felt like his lack of ambition meant he was too childish, or slow -- by now he should have found a talent or a goal to chase, shouldn't he? He had no idea what co-rank he would pursue, though he had scoured his books for an idea that would set him apart from his siblings. The stables were a fascinating place to him, and Alder was a wonderful teacher, but Hati was still a beginner rider and felt too outclassed by Skoll to try and become a stablehand...
The wolfdog set his book down, running his fingers through his dark mane to comb it back from his eyes. It was mid-morning, and he did not feel like staying in the bedroom reading all day, not with this indecision weighing on his mind. He should talk to Mother -- she always made him feel better, especially when it came to his brother. Perhaps she would have an idea of what he should aim for, a calling, a way to serve their kingdom. Father was too intimidating at times to ask for advice, though he admired his king's stoic strength. Hati rose, padding lightly down the stairs to look for Ayita. He assumed she would have told him if she was heading out, so she must be home somewhere. "Mother...?" he called hesitantly, peering around the doorway. If she needed help with her daily chores, he would be happy to lend his assistance. It would not be the first time, nor the last; Hati was very much a mama's boy.
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