Alone Together

He watched the other pup, and when he admitted that his sisters bullied him for his tail Tythe felt regret having mentioned it. He knew what it felt like to have something about yourself picked out and laughed on, and he never intended on hurting the boy's feelings.

Tythe kept his eyes trained on the boy's. "Yeah. I wish I had a tail like yours." He offered a tiny, bashful smile before dropping his gaze to his grey paws again. "Sometimes my brothers laugh at me, too." His sisters were... kinder. Being the runt came at a hefty price. Especially when your siblings liked to spend their time wrestling.