three musketeers

Banshee watched as her beloved siblings woke up. Little lashes fluttered as four beautiful eyes came into view. One day the earth toned pup would learn to respect her litter mates but right now she was ready to play. A grin was spread across her inky lips and her rear wiggled with excitement. Mordi was the first to respond with annoyance and a quick birb back her way. Ban giggled gently before looking towards her pale sister who was stalking Mordi's tail. "Don't be a party pooper, Mordecai."

Suddenly Recluse launched on top of Mordi's super long tail. A flurry of puppy growls and giggles could be heard as Banshee moved to barrel into her brother's side. It was often the small male was double teamed by his bigger sisters. In their hearts they meant well. All they wanted to do was play! Banshee aimed to moved her front paws on top of Mord's head and squish it down to the earth. "We have caught a Mordi!"

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