We're taking over, jump the ship

He found little Ruin outside the den of one of their sisters. This place had always smelled like feathers and herbs to him. He hadn’t ventured inside before, but Motif always greeted them with a smile and a kiss. He knew the older wolf, their sister, wouldn’t mind a silly prank. So seeing what his little sister was trying to do, he laughed softly.

He stepped around her, tweaking her tail as he did so, before reaching for a corner of the bedding. His ears were dirtied, to hide their blue. He was in a near-constant state of trying to see how many wolves he could trick into thinking he was Haiku. From their scents, to the sounds of their voices, they were twins. “Where are we taking this?” he asked Ruin, stepping into her game and offering his help without question. That’s what big brothers were for, after all.

"Speech"