He moved out of the den and into the clearing. His dual colored eyes passed over the clearing and settled upon the way father always went. He knew mother's rule of not leaving the clearing but he intended to test the limits. Mother wanted that he was certain. He looked back at the den and then sat. To push mother was a game of chance. Some days she was hard to anger, others he was sure she would eat him if he messed up. He looked back out at the clearing then. He wasn't sure today was the day, but on one paw if he didn't perhaps none of his siblings ever would either and he would never figure out who was a good second and who was the best submissive, or omega. Then on another paw, if he didn't then perhaps he'd make his siblings see how obedient he was and they would strive to be just like him. He wanted obedience from them and submission but also wanted to defy his parents to see how they reacted.

His tail twitched as he thought this out. He also needed to see each of his siblings and determine how each of them were in relation to him. Whether or not they would follow him was yet to be determined. Lyle already was earning his ire, and his need to dominate her was strong. He almost wanted to remind her how deadly her older brother could be.

Silently, Dea watched as her brother left the den, coming to sit at the entrance and just watching him for a moment. Blush colored eyes on him and looking around for her parents. Lucifer and Vianni were no where to be found, however, and this set the young demon back a little. Her mother's constant presence was something Dea had grown accustomed to and she felt like throwing a fit at Vianni for having left them alone. Still, what Marek was doing seemed like a good way to get back at Mother for taking off...She would take off too! A smile broke across her face, and she stood, her head was high and proud on her shoulders and she flicked her tail up over her hips before moving to follow Marek. "Marek! Wait up!" She called softly after him and broke into a quick, graceful lope. "What are you doing? What if they come back, or catch us?" Her voice was even, and there was no tone of fear or worry. Her question was posed out of pure curiosity and desire to know the game plan should they get in trouble. If their parents got back before they did, Dea knew there would be hell to pay, from both of them. Walk, "Talk" Think