The rolling thunder moves from the safety of den and into the world for the first time. She is ready, rolling over her paws and making her way into the light. There is something intense and immense bubbling deep inside Derecho's system, already a wild streak at least a country mile wide. Oh how beautiful it is as she storms out into the world, ready to see and think and and be out on her own. The choking darkness of the den was alleviated by the sun on her back and the fresh air in her face. It was strange and lovely, already addicted. That's it. That's how an addiction starts. The intoxication that comes from a summer breeze, filling her lungs, going straight to her head. Rolling like thunder across the ground, head tossing. A storm is on the horizon, a storm in the form of a small grey pup. It is her storm, and she will ride it. The grass in the plains is as tall as her shoulders, but Derecho doesn't care. Breath in her lungs, a thunder in her heart... she's ready. For everything, she's ready. heroes get remembered DERECHO WRECKAGE bad bitches never die

The smallest of the litter was an observant one, she tended to stay out of the way of the others, but curiously watched everyone. She was itching to explore the world around her, but also liked to stick close to her family. Today was no different, she wanted to go out of the den and see the world around her, but she didn't want to walk away from her cosy family alone. So when she saw Derecho sneaking out the small pup was close behind. She was quiet until they were out of the den, not wanting her mother to discover that they had snuck out. Her gold eyes were wide and bright as she took in the sights around them, her scrawny tail wriggling in delight. The sun warmed her fur making her feel more alive then she did in the dark den. She looked over to her sister and grinned. "Wanna xplore?" she asked excitedly. "Talk" & 'Think"

There's a storm on the horizon, and it brews somewhere in the blue-silver heat of her eyes. They are brilliant, like a lightning strike. They say the hottest parts of the fire are that blue, after all. Bright and hot, Derecho moves with a confidence that's out of place on a child her side. It's like nothing can knock her down, nothing can hold her back. Nothing would dare. There is no sneaking, not really. You can hardly call it being sneaky when mom can't see you in the first place. And then there was the question, Derecho rounding on her sister. "s'go." The words are clipped as they tumble forward from her mouth, but it's really pure laziness. She wouldn't bother with the whole thing, she wouldn't expend the portion of her already limited attention span. With a wide leap and a shorter bound, the rolling thunder springs forward into the grass. It's an invitation for Corentine to follow, casting a gaze over her shoulder, tail wagging wildly. Yes. It was time to be out of the den. heroes get remembered DERECHO WRECKAGE bad bitches never die

Derecho didn't say much, she was quiet, but Corentine knew that she too wanted to explore. Being the smallest Corentine was relieved whenever one of her siblings wanted to spend time with her. She loved spending time with her family and she never wanted that to change. She always wanted to have her family. It didn't take long for her to jump at the invite. Bounding after her sister with a big smile on her face. Her gold eyes taking in the colors, the movements, the textures. There was so much! Hopping through the tall grass she fallowed her sister wondering what adventure they could share. She tried her best to keep up, but being the runt she would always fall short of keeping up with her siblings. She kept herself alert as she moved, her eyes catching the sight of something moving up ahead. It looked like something similar to what Bass had brought them to eat. it was brown with large ears, but it was vary fat and round looking. "What's that Dere?" she asked looking to that fat thing. "Talk" & 'Think"

Derecho will never be the family oriented creature her sister is, but that's okay. Some are made for it, some aren't. She's harder around the edges, rougher, bold and brash and... fewer fu-- wait. Nope, we aren't quite ready for that word, check back in six months. Still, Echo blazes a path through the grass and moves with nature's pure force behind her. Full tilt on big paws, it's easier to start than stop. Yes, the stopping will be... an issue. The rolling thunder is a little less intimidating as she tumbles down a slight ridge in the land, landing on her face. Unperturbed, at least, she shakes off and picks up like nothing is wrong-- knocked down nine times, get up ten. Chubby, floppy, and Cory wanted to know what it was. Derecho giggles for a moment, getting into a low crouch. "Looks like breffast," and the butt wiggle, low in her bow, wanting to explode toward it but... waiting. Waiting? For what, honestly, Echo didn't know. She licks her lips and gets ready, wondering if they could catch it on their own. Wondering, curious, and not realizing just how much her oversized paws and the legs she wasn't quite sure how to use would get in the way. Things happened, right? Couldn't blame a girl for trying. heroes get remembered DERECHO WRECKAGE bad bitches never die

She did her best to fallow her bigger sister, to keep up with her through the tall grass. She knew her sister is much braver then she was and Cory envied that. She wished she was more adventurous and could go out on her own without fear. She was more family oriented and wanted to do things with her mother and siblings. She loved to be in the company of her siblings even if they didn't like her company in return. Her sister then stated that the creature looked like breakfast and she grinned, her tail wagging happily. She watched her sister get into position and Corentine did her best to copy. she looked at the fuzzy thing and grinned. "One, two, tree," she said quietly before taking off the same time her sister did. She tried to get the thing, but the rabbit darted and she ended up with a mouthful of dirt and plants. "Talk" & 'Think"

Bum low, an errant wiggle, and an explosion of energy. It takes all of her self control not to bark at it. To bark at the prey would be to scare it away, after all. Derecho was tring her hardest to lead the way for her meeker sibling, she was going to set a good example... supposedly. She would try at least. Crouched low and springing forward. If the rolling thunder had bothered to grow into herself (ha), maybe it would have gone better. Instead, her limbs are short and movements unrefined and clunky. They would get better in time, but for now, Echo falls flatly on her face. There's a giggle in her throat, head high. Head always high. "I think we're too slow, yet," Derecho's tail wags, head quirking softly to the side. She's unsure overall, peering curiously at the creature as it scampers off. "I wonder what it's called... it's not um, not a dove right? Those had wings," internally, the rolling thunder searches for a name for the thing. Bass had brought them food more than once, and she was trying to think of what he'd called each creature. Always in thought or in motion, Derecho is swift. Softly the child peers at her sister, wondering if she had the answer. Curious. heroes get remembered DERECHO WRECKAGE bad bitches never die

Lifting her face she spit out the dirt and the plants. Her gold eyes looked around and watched as her sister also fell on her face. She winced slightly, but hearing her cheerful giggle made a smile cross her face and a bubbly giggle to come from her own mouth. Her skinny little tail thrashed back and forth as her eyes went to the creature as her sister spoke. Nodding in agreement, but then realized her gaze was also fixated on the creature With her question about the creature she squinted her eyes and searched her little mind for the answer. What had that creature been called, it had been a while since Bass had brought any. "Uhmmm...... R.... Rah..... Ruffit? Rippit?? What did mom and Bass call that furry thing..... Rabbit.... That's it Rabbit!!" she yipped, jumping up from her spot and bounding over to her sister. The creature had disappeared now, but her eyes still searched for a glimpse of it. She wished they were better at running and would've been able to chase the rabbit for a little while at least. Now they were back to finding something to do. "What now Echo," she asked looking to her. "Talk" & 'Think"