Something, Something, Cheermongers! [Angelmis Pups]
12-25-2017, 09:01 PM
Unbeknownst to the rest of his family, Jupiter had already sneaked out of the den. Patience wasn't exactly his strong suit. He'd stared longingly at the snow for what had felt like forever; pining over the thing he wanted so desperately but couldn't have. The whys behind what made the world beyond the den forbidden hurt his feelings a little. Too little. Not safe. Not ready. He'd felt ready. What he lacked in size and coordination he'd more than made up for in spirited hard-headedness, so without thought of the consequences, the little boy had slipped out of the den when no one was looking.
And boy, was it worth it!
The snow was painfully cold, but reveling in his freedom kept Jupiter warm enough. He pounced through the snow, kicking up his heels and stomping on the powder as he battled imaginary foes. Every which way he looked new nemeses cropped up but he dealt with them joyously and with all the braggadocio that came with innocent invincibility. Frozen sticks became frigid witch fingers; snow covered rocks became squat, hidden monsters. His time outside was one glorious battle after another.
A commotion back at the den dragged the boy from his reverie. Punishment never once crossed his mind as he listened curiously and tried to suss out just what was going on. It was time to go back, he decided, and with a swing in his step Jupiter followed his old paw prints back towards the den. Once he got close enough to see the mouth of it, the boy dropped to the ground and burrowed under the snow. Like a shark he cruised below the surface; fully believing himself to be invisible even though his tail stood straight up through the powder and his back was uncovered more often than not. When he got to the entrance he burst from the snow and skidded into the den with a whoop meant to scare the bejeezus out of any who were still sleepy. ”Ha HA! Did I scare you?”
And boy, was it worth it!
The snow was painfully cold, but reveling in his freedom kept Jupiter warm enough. He pounced through the snow, kicking up his heels and stomping on the powder as he battled imaginary foes. Every which way he looked new nemeses cropped up but he dealt with them joyously and with all the braggadocio that came with innocent invincibility. Frozen sticks became frigid witch fingers; snow covered rocks became squat, hidden monsters. His time outside was one glorious battle after another.
A commotion back at the den dragged the boy from his reverie. Punishment never once crossed his mind as he listened curiously and tried to suss out just what was going on. It was time to go back, he decided, and with a swing in his step Jupiter followed his old paw prints back towards the den. Once he got close enough to see the mouth of it, the boy dropped to the ground and burrowed under the snow. Like a shark he cruised below the surface; fully believing himself to be invisible even though his tail stood straight up through the powder and his back was uncovered more often than not. When he got to the entrance he burst from the snow and skidded into the den with a whoop meant to scare the bejeezus out of any who were still sleepy. ”Ha HA! Did I scare you?”
NOTE: this character is pretty on the outside but nothing but ugliness and innuendo on the inside. It's best to consider all threads with him rated 'M' regardless of the official tags.