Indiana Bones

Well, no one could ever claim that Tyrian wasn't Chaos' brother, that was for damn sure. The older wolf gave him a sly grin at his comment about keeping lots of shinies around. "Keep a good stash of 'em," he suggested with a chuckle. "There are plenty of girls out there and they're going to be falling over themselves for a chance at an Imperialis if you play your cards right."

His last couple words were lost under Tyrian's whoop of excitement when he broke through, but he didn't mind, caught up in the excitement and all. He joined his little brother to peer through the little hole. "Maybe its the shine of a dragon's eyes," he whispered dramatically, widening his eyes and grinning playfully