Know Your Roots

Eligos was unaware that he was the last of their little family to come to the call his mother had sent out. He'd been exploring every nook and cranny of the great forested territory rather than taking advantage of the sticky mud the rains had brought as some of his siblings had, but he'd probably have been better off if he had been. Nope, it had been in one of those crannies - or was it a nook - either way, it was in one of those that he'd managed to get stuck around his fat puppy belly as he was going through a hole and it had taken him some time to figure out how to get himself out. By the time he'd finally kicked and dug at the sides of the hole enough free his belly he was just as coated in grime, and late on top of that. Trotting along with his Super Serious Face on, just like his father had when he was patrolling, he made his dirty mucky way to the tree where his family waited, making it five muddy, mucky, dirty pups gathered together. Hovering around the edges of the exuberant group, he made his way past them to sit near his parents. Shining, hugely round red eyes blinked worshipfully up to his father, tiny puppy tail brushing wildly against the leaf-litter behind him throwing leaf and dirt around the only sign of the excitement. "Good morning Mama, Papa," he said with all the puppyish dignity he could manage, which in that high piping voice sounded more adorable than dignified, but what was a pup to do until he hit puberty?