wherever i am, you'll always be

Bran Stormbringer · 03-06-2012, 02:01 PM

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Bran and Nier are about three months old, back in the Valley.

Bran is by Kiri!

Thick chocolate legs twitched manically against the ground, one of the only parts of his body free from the body pile that was the Stormbringer children. The three had landed in this heap a few hours before, Bran's front paws squashed underneath Niernan's torso while his head rested across his sisters back. The muddled up heap of puppy fur dreamed fitfully, a twitch or a whine every now and then emitting from one of the trio. The den was dark, a warm earthen den that the trio had only just been allowed to roam free from and they'd chosen to crash for a nap earlier this morning. The mid-morning sun had begun to shine through the entrance to the den, revealing that the 'doorway' was not as hidden as it was once thought to be. The carelessness of the puppies as they charged out of the earth each morning was doing wonders at shifting away the carefully laid dirt and rocks to conceal the entrance.

A gentle breeze filtered down into the den, ruffling the exposed fur of the little boy's rump. A soft whine, turned grumbling groan emitted his little muzzle as brown eyes fluttered open. The darkened wall of the den was a comforting sight to the young boy, although he'd begun to really notice that the world outside their den was far more interesting than the den. They were on their own, Ma and Pa were clearly out, as was Uncle Emeris. Brown eyes narrowed mischeviously, before the little boy had even fully woken up and extracted himself from the bundle of bodies. With his head still resting on the back of his sister, Bran nuzzled her softly, hiding the grin on his lips. It took him only a few seconds to part the fur on his sisters back, growing milk teeth nipping at the pink skin sharply. He winced as his sister gave a squeal of pain, shooting up, eyes filling with tears. "MOMMA, MOMMA, BRAN BIT MEEEE!".

He should have known she'd cry for Ma as soon as she felt the 'playful' nip. He'd only wanted to wake her up. He knew by now though that their mother was incredibly good at knowing when Ele needed her and she wouldn't be far away. Giving his darker brother a quick head-butt in the side, he pulled his front legs out from underneath his older brother. "Nier! Nier cummon! We haf t'go!" He cried, scrambling to pudgy legs to try and get out of the den before their Ma returned and beat his ass for causing his sister pain. Not looking back to see if his darker brother was following, he scrambled out of the den, desperation tinged with a large amount amusement, brown eyes dancing merrily as he tried to put space between himself and his wailing sister.

Niernan Stormbringer · 03-07-2012, 07:05 AM

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WOOOOO! Lasky! Puppy Nier and Bran is such a cute image. I totally wanna get a pic of the kittens from aristocats and colour them like Bran, Nier and Ele ;P :: ::

Nier dozed happily, the fitful twitches of puppy sleep only playing about his muzzle, his lips dancing at some imagined foe in feeble puppy snarls. The warmth from the his brother and sister made him feel safe and he snuggled further into their little pile, moving further up his brothers pudgy legs and burying his face in his sisters side.He could feel his brother shifting around, obviously meaning he was awake, but Nier took no notice of it and hummed contentedly into Elessari's side.

The pups had had an eventful morning and this nap was a welcome one. Nier knew that once they grew up a bit more they would be initiated into the pack life of the Stormbringer family and he wanted to enjoy his puppyhood as much as he could. He had been talking with Pa recently and he had told Niernan of the politics of a pack, there and then Niernan had decided that the pack needed a fun loving personality to cheer them all up. He was pretty sure that the 'fun loving' personality was going to be him and Bran which meant they were more likely to get in trouble, but that was part of the fun.

Nier and Bran had started on their fun stuff this morning, hunting out interesting places and playing all the while with Elessari following along behind them, nagging that they shouldn't go so far. Niernan loved his sister dearly but he wished that she would leave him and Bran alone sometimes. They'd go off to do awesome things and she'd tag along and whine or she'd go running to Ma and then Ma would make him and his brother play with her. Niernan wouldn't have minded playing with his sister, in fact he used to enjoy it when they were younger, but now all she wanted to do was boss him and Bran around and that wasn't any fun.

Niernan was about to open his eyes and yawn as his rambling thoughts had brought him into the waking world, when a loud, high pitched yelp from his sister and a heavy head butt in his rounded belly jolted him awake. He heard Ele shriek for their Ma and that was all the inspiration he needed to struggle to his overly large paws and rush out of the den but the added cry from his brother willed him to run faster. He fixed his azure eyes on Brans fleeing caramel and white tail. He raised his head for a moment and glanced around the clearing in front of their den, his eyes found his mothers white form standing at the mouth of the den. Her chocolate brown eyes were fixed on her fleeing sons for a moment before she bent back down to console Ele. In that glance Niernan could see that he and Bran weren't in too much trouble, but they were going to be punished later. He didn't even know what he had supposedly done.

He turned his head back around and nearly ran into his brothers backside, What'cha do to Ele? She squealed like a piggy. His brother simply gave him a wicked glance and continued running. Nier took that to mean that he'd tell him when they were safely hidden away. Niernan knew that hiding only worked temporarily, Ma and Pa and uncle Emeris could always find them, even when they tried to hide their scent trail. Niernan had always thought that they had an in built 'puppy finder' and he wondered if when he was older and had puppies he'd have this puppy finder too.

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Bran Stormbringer · 03-12-2012, 06:31 AM

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<333 you should do it!

Bran is by Kiri!

Bright, pulsing triangles of orange had imprinted themselves across his eyes, no doubt triggered by the wailing madness that was his little sister. Whilst running, chocolate stockinged paws tried to wipe the colours away, while chocolate ears flashed back to catch the hurried steps of his brother. It pleased the growing puppy to know that his brother followed him without question. Of course, it would have been their luck that their mother had been just outside the den as the two of them had come crashing practically tumbling over one another to get out of the pit of doom that it had become. Their mother couldn't exactly blame it on either one of the brothers- Niernan was just as likely to cause their sister pain than Bran was himself. All the little puppies concentration was focused on getting away from the den, from Ma and Pa and Uncle Emeris, who always seemed more accepting of the brothers troublesome attitude, but still felt the need to discipline them when things got too out of hand.

The darker fur of his brother caught up with him and Bran slowed so that they ran side by side. It was then that his brothers light-tasting voice came for him. Niernan's voice-flavour was hard to describe, especially since he had a limited vocabulary and couldn't put a name to the honey-sugar-sunlight that was his brothers voice. Instead, he gave his brother a wicked glance for the moment as they continued to run. It was fairly safe to say that if nobody had come to claim their punishment by now, then they wouldn't until the two returned home. Brown eyes fixed on a large log off to the side.

With another wicked glance towards his brother, Bran launched himself to the right and hopefully into the path of his running brother. Little milk teeth were opened to try and catch his brothers ruff as they barrelled towards the log. Mischief was the first and foremost thought in the young pups mind today and he was damn well going to cause some trouble.

Niernan Stormbringer · 03-12-2012, 07:16 AM

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Now I have a Lion King image in my head. Dang Disney! :: ::

The barrel shaped body of his brother came flying at him and he tried so desperately to jump out of the way, but unfortunately his paws got the better of him and he stumbled. Brans solid form slammed into him and he tumbled tail over ear tips, he felt sharp little puppy teeth trying to reach the loose skin under his rough, fluffy mane. He gave a growly giggle and twisted his head round to grab Brans ear with his teeth.

The brothers tumbled over and over, the momentum of Brans tackle sending them flying towards the log that Nier had only glimpsed in his peripherary but knew was there from his knowledge of the clearing. Niernan felt Brans jaws loosen from his neck as a tumble landed his brother on his head, he took that opportunity to spring apart from the caramel furred form. He leapt straight up in the air, coming down to lightly land on top of his brother, placing his paws on Brans chest at just the right time in Brans roll. Pinned 'ya He announced proudly, his blue eyes gleaming with amusement and challenge.

Nier knew that his brother was stronger than him; he was more lanky and wiry than Brans heavy muscle. Bran wasn't just bigger because of a fluffy puppy coat, the pup was almost solid muscle, well, apart from the typical puppy fat and massive paws and ears. Nier didn't mind being smaller than his brother, but sometimes Bran was too good at throwing his weight around, quite literally.

Bran had opened his snout slightly and Nier knew that to mean that the other pup was about to say something completely daft, Nier opened his rather unimpressive maw and placed his mouth over Brans nose and chin, closing his brothers jaw with a click. He giggled to himself before releasing his brother and making a mad dash towards the fallen log. He threw himself at the vast expanse of wood, slamming into the side and scrabbling at it with his pathetic puppy claws. he had managed to drape himself over the log and was now trying to scramble his way over the top.

He glanced back over his shoulder, seeing that his brother was now back on his feet and the cold fire of mischief shone brightly in his eyes. Oh, bugger! He thought and renewed his log climbing efforts, very aware of the fact that his sensitive tail and rumo was still in reach of his brothers sharp teeth. He let out a small, desperate whine and wiggled as much as he could, willing himself forward but feeling himself go backwards. Panic touched his wee puppy face but he would never let Bran see that.

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