Standing My Ground

Size wise the boys were near evenly matched, though Noir had a bit of weight on Alarr. He didn’t seem to recognize Noir as family either, but that made things more entertaining. It seemed he was enough to worry about that even his companions came around. Noir took his blue and lavender gaze off Alarr for a moment to look up to find Summer high above him. ”Who are you? Noir returned, finding it more amusing to not give him his name outright. ”What if I don’t keep moving?” To further his point Noir planted his feet and bent his joints, his heavy frame wouldn’t be moving without effort. His blue tipped tail flashed at his hips as he held his head high and challenged the other boy. Noir didn’t really care about leaving, he just didn’t appreciate being told what to do. Especially when they were so close in age. Noir flashed his teeth in a smirk, curious about how his defiance would be received.

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