orbital mode

As Noir stood quietly at the rushing river’s edge his solitude would become interrupted by another pup. Blue and lavender gaze shifted from the sky to her smaller form. Another pup. Another outsider. He hadn’t been impressed with her brother, and if his dad hadn’t intervened he might have tried to push the other boy into the river. He eyed her suspiciously as she drew more near and dipped her features into the cool of the winter’s melt.

He didn’t give up any of his personal space, and the least he could say for her so far was that she hadn’t shoved in to him like that punk Tornadic. ”Who are you? He asked rudely as he stared at her. Noir at least was ready for these interlopers to return to their own home. They were taking up too much space in his. The boy resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at her, and debated if her attention was even worth this effort.