Nothing but a game

Amos was about to try and remove the end of his brothers nose when the other boy just about jumped out of his skin at the sound of a girl growling behind him. Amos quirked a brow and couldn't help but stick out a leg as his brother ran to cower behind him like a scared baby, hoping to trip stupid Rogdar. If it didn't work he could play it off as stretching, not that he'd have to since Rog-dumb was bein' a fraidy-cat. "Sooo cool,"he mocked with a devlish grin, shaking his head at his sibling then looking over at the girl.

Woah. She sure was different! It would have been enough for her to just be a girl, since he was so used to being with his brothers and the only female he spent any extended periods of time with was his mom. This wasn't just a new girl though, she had this odd looking long hair coming off her head. It was kind of nice looking to Amos, despite how very unusual it was. Her fur was also pretty nice, white and brown instead of the muted tones his relatives all shared. Smiling at her he said, "Ah, jus' explorin' and stuff." Padding close to her he added, "I'm grumpy cause my brother's being a buttface again," confirming that it was indeed Rogdar's fault. As usual. As if to prove his point, Rogdar went and did something mean again.

"Shut up!" he growled, leaping at his brother in an attempt to bowl the other boy over, aiming to place both forepaws on his chest and shove. Ears pinning slightly, eyes narrowed the way his mom's always were when she looked like she was about to kick someone's butt, he barked, "There you go again bein' mean. Stop being so awful already or no one's gunna like you!"