Brother, Brother, Paws Heading for your Back!

Exodus padded along at a decent pace, never one to move too slowly. Perhaps in his youth he'd been a little lazy, one for sleeping in and meandering at a leisurely pace, but he was past that now. He took his duties seriously, and he wanted to continue to impress the Archangel, as well as do his part to keep Celestial safe and cared for. He followed along the outside edge of the wall surrounding the plains, pausing only to leave a scent mark before continuing on. He was alert, looking out into the distance for anything unusual, but his ears were just as attuned to his surroundings. He heard paws scuffling over stone, and he turned his head to look over his shoulder to see his brother creeping along the top of the wall toward him. He grinned, glad to see Paladin, but also wondering what he was up to.

As the healer leaped off the top of the wall toward him with a playful battle cry, Exodus ducked down and took several steps backward, letting Paladin go sailing overhead without connecting. His grin widened. "You're sure feisty today!" he stated with a chuckle, "Bored with counting herbs?" He teased lightly, a boyish giddiness overcoming him as he anticipated a wrestling match with his brother. He had to admit to himself that he'd been in an all-too-serious mood lately, and it had been much too long since he'd spent quality time with Paladin. His responsible side screamed at him to stay on task and partake in conversation that would be of benefit to his personal progression or the pack's well-being. But his instinct told him it was time to take a break and just enjoy the moment.

With a playful bow, Exodus bounced toward Paladin - he looked like a ridiculously over-sized child as he performed the move, but he no longer cared to keep appearances at the moment. "Well, come on then, Pal," he taunted his brother playfully, "Show me your moves!" He maintained his bowed position, dark charcoal tail waving high in the air. The differences in their lines of interest as apprentices had, in a way, forced their life's paths apart somewhat. The moments were few and far between in which they were both able to spend the time just being family. Yes, all of their training and their duties were geared toward keeping family safe and cared for, but it wasn't the same as simply spending time cultivating bonds. For Exodus, this felt like a rare but much-needed opportunity to remember what it felt like at its core to be a brother, not just a pack mate.