Alone Together

So the other boy liked to explore and play pretend. Tythe liked to do those things, too, and so a little grin spead on his black lips. Most of the time, Tythe just expolored and played make believe by himself, and it was always fun, but he guessed playing with someone else would be a lot more fun. He was glad that Mordecai didn't like to fight and wrestle; it was a refreshing change from his littermates.

"Okay," he answered, much shorter tail beginning to sway gently behind him. Tythe gazed around, taking in his surroundings. "Maybe we can pretend we are big wolves, like our moms and dads. They act different than us and I don't know why. It's dumb and boring." He frowned, but he knew that Mordecai wasn't dumb. Or boring. No, not at all.