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Relatives, aye?  Attila was off to his wanders once again. Actually, he was after Claudius. The chicken would be so scared off that he would hiding, and was the cream male job to find him and bug him. He was sniffing the air all the time, trying to catch up any hint of his brother's hiding spot. Everyime he discovered it, he would know where it was, so Claudius had to find another. It was Attila's favorite game: hide-and-seek-and-annoy-coward-brother. He was doing just fine until he finally got a scent, but not the one he wanted. It was Noir's. Smiling, he thought ofthe kind of trouble she had got into, as usual. It was normally him to find out what was that and repair it. It was boring, so he released his boredom in Claudius.
The fluffy brown spot appeared near the entrance of their mother's den, sitted besides the opink octopus plushie. The white-maned male rolled his eyes. 'Doesn't she leaves this plushie for a second?!' he thought, irritated. Everytime he saw his small sister, she was with that ridiculous toy. She seemed tired and upset, so he went to her with a poker face. He wasn't much of a sensitive, gooey guy. When it was about emotions and feelings, he would leave such thing to his brother. Sitting besides the blue eyed pup, Attila looked at her. "What is up, fifter?" he asked, with the most caring tone he could make, which seemed not enough. |
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