Boingy Boing Boing

Ren was hyper. Well, sort of. As much as the calm boy could be, anyways. His eyes were sparkling, his paws dancing across the earth, and joy radiated from him with all a pup's innocence. He bounced away from the den, scooting rather quickly away, though not too far away that the boy - nearly 3 months old now - couldn't hide and run back shoudl something go wrong. That is, if he could get away in the first place.

That wasn't on his mind, though. No, something entirely different; he wanted to have fun, play, perhaps see if Glacier the Giant was around so he could clamber over the giant male. He wanted a break from his sisters, and yes he snuck away from the den. You see, strangers were fun! Fun and delightful, and he enjoyed meeting them.

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