Square Up [Fight Training]
08-16-2016, 10:37 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-16-2016, 10:39 PM by Vadim I.)
Vadim felt the loving nudge from his father just before Liar left the den. He was curled up snug with the rest of his siblings, but the confined space was growing much to small for all of them. Vadim's puppy belly had disappeared with his last major growth spurt, transitioning to fuel for his height which left him in a rather tall yet lean build beneath his short summer coat. Had it been winter, he might not look the part of a pup at all- but for now, his mottled coat kept light enough to reveal his youth and perhaps out of any time of the year it could be, he might be thankful to not be mistaken for adult on this day.
As Liar moved out of the den in what seemed to be a stride of purpose he lifted his widening skull, sniffing the air curiously as if it would tell him who was out there that his father was planning on meeting. There was nothing, just the thick scent of his family. Feeling restless, he uncoiled himself from beneath his siblings and followed after Liar.. subconsciously mimicking his gait in an attempt to be just like him.
The air was warmer, the snow was melting and it left his pawpads wet and cold. Every so often, he'd stop to lick at the ice and quench his thirst.. taking in a few bites of clean snow every now and then just because he enjoyed the feeling. His lollygagging had him arriving some time after his father, but it seemed to be yet another meeting.. though this time something about the air felt different.
He searched for the amber image of his father and sought him out first, looking behind him for a moment to see if Ramsay or Greed had followed. Whether or not they did, he'd move himself to stand next to his father, shoulder-to-shoulder to match his stature and only just below Liar's chin in height.