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Temeraire Lupus is by Alaine!
Despite being asked to stay out of Eclipse's way today, Temeraire had found umpteen reasons to walk past her bonfire, watch her cooking, wondering why she did this and how she'd done that. His cousin, as all were referred to who shared his last name in some form despite Eclipse being his second cousin once removed or something equally as ridiculous, was an enigma to the boy. The Solbjorg did not exactly exist in his mind- his family were here and the Stormbringers stuck together. Many times over the past hours he'd wished to ask her why she didn't live with them, home was with family. He figured it might have come across as rude though, so late afternoon had found him wrestling with Elias to see if his rust coloured friend could tell him. Eli didn't really understand about big families- for as long as the boy could remember it had only ever been him and his dad.
Darkness descended on Vinátta and the boys were close to the lake. Their splashing play was beginning to cause shivers over their bodies and it was perhaps the best thing that his fathers howl rung clear. There was no urgency in his fathers voice and therefore Teme deduced that it had everything to so with Eclipse and the meal she was creating. With a mischievous grin sent towards Eli, and a boyish 'Cummon!' the toy raced towards Jordheim. Despite being the younger of the two, by a good few months as well, Temeraire was bigger and stronger than Elias and reached the humped houses with his friend trailing behind. The dark boy glanced back, a playful yip escaping as he darted down to snap at his friends paws before moving on.
He reached the clearing outside his house just in time to hear his father giving a more formal introduction to their cousin. Temeraire allowed his scraggly tail, now in the stages of actually looking like a tail and not like a whip, to wag back and forth, a grin on his lips. It was several seconds before the boy spotted his Uncles and gave and excited cry as he saw Niernan jump onto Brans back. With a toothy grin, Temeraire launched his teenaged body forward, wrapping himself around his Uncle Bran's leg, determined to bring him down.
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