Muddy paws

Ronen peeked one eye open as their mother called to them from outside the den. He had been sticking close to Etain, though he need not have worried. As the middle child, at least in height, the flop earred boy felt responsible not just for keeping an eye on Etain and being a model for her, but also for not disappointing his larger brother. Their father seemed to think that he might grow about his size, while Viho could be even bigger, but Ron didn’t mind. He didn’t want to be overly huge necessarily. He knew it wasn’t a contest. Especially among their family.

But hearing Viho encouraged the youth to scramble to his paws. He was quick to move to Etain, knowing that Viho would also help look out for her. Ron couldn’t help but worry when it came to Etain getting up. She seemed to move around alright once she was standing but…well it couldn’t hurt to give her a paw. With a warm smile the white and silver boy began to wag his tail, his bicolored eyes of yellow and blue shining happily. “Veeho is al’eady out. Lez go!” Though he was eager to explore the new world outside of the den Ronen wouldn’t leave his sister until he was sure was on all three paws. So for now he wiggled in place, glancing at the opening of the den.