Down with the Chill

The pup's tail slowed in it's wagging as his request to play was shot down and he flopped his head down heavily upon the edge of the pack in protest. His nose pointed towards the ground and occasionally he'd scoot himself just slightly upwards, imagining that he could be sneaky enough to slide right on down from her back and hit the ground before she noticed. It was a silly thought, Eligos was standing right there he'd surely see any escape attempt. Deus glanced back over at his uncle as he thought his name, listening to the adult's converse and picking up the end of his words.

"Stay here!" He peeped quickly, lifting a paw and prodding it insistently upon his mom's shoulder. "No I won't, I won't run anywhere! I'll be good, I want to stay!" There was just so much more to see in this new land, Asmodeus was so tired of the Deluge where he was born. It was hot and wet and there were hardly any trees or flowers or grass, already he was excited to make himself at home in this new place and he definitely did not want to ride back to the Deluge in the cart. What if they forgot him and left him there?