Hymn marched happily around the springs, occasionally lifting upon his hind paws to gaze past the lip, front paws supporting him. He has asked his birth mother about them once and she had told him not to enter, he was too small and the water was too deep for him still. Then his other mother had distracted him with a game of tag. Now he stared at the water, rising the mist rising from the hot surface, he snapped his muzzle forwards and attempted to catch the steam but after a few tries he gave up.
Landing heavily upon all fours again he chased a lady bug before once more growing bored, brilliant blues searching for someone to play with.


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The black male was patrolling the lands, enjoying the brisk feeling of autumn upon the air. He breathed in the cool breezes, satisfied with the result of such purified air reaching his lungs. It wasn't warm, but he loved the coolness all the same. Life was becoming more enjoyable and he intended to keep it that way. As he came upon the random set of springs, he saw a familiar frame frolicking near them. Silver and gold eyes twinkled as a smile appeared on his face. He was looking at the perfect specimen of his sister's son, his nephew. Tail began to sweep behind him eagerly as he moved through the nearby trees. Lowering his body down to the ground, he watched him as he began to crawl towards his nephew. Once he got close enough, between two large trees, he softly said, "Boo." If his plan worked, then his nephew would freak and want to attack him, something he wouldn't mind in the least. Talk like this