tread lightly young raven

Maybe Theta had been right, his sisters were too smiley. His littermate bounced around him and asked light-heartedly about his face. He scowled back. ”Was that supposed to be an insult?” Noir’s voice was unamused as he pushed himself to his feet and shook out his bright blue striped pelt. Her boundless energy was already tiring as he watched her with a hard gaze. ”That sounds stupid.” He admitted to her before turning his tall and disproportionate frame towards the water. ”I guess I’ll try though.” He didn’t actually dislike the idea, and her didn’t want to admit he couldn’t really think of his own game anyway. ”You go first though,” The boy motioned for her to lead the way with his midnight furred head. Noir’s brightly colored tail swung amusedly at his ankles, as he stated to come around to the possibilities of their fun.