I wanna be like you-u-u

A soft gasp was pulled from the pup at the man's words. He whirled to face him, an argument on his lips. "I'm not gonna-" Deus was prepared to hit the man with all the finger-wagging of his mother, at how the critter was a precious thing and how you shouldn't hurt things for no reason. He wasn't hungry, so why would he kill it and risk his mother's sadness? Though his retort died upon his lips - squirrel forgotten - as he looked over at this so-called 'uncle.'

Tiny brows furrowed deep, a crease forming in his forehead as he stared the man down. His confusion was plain to see on his face, as if his whole world had been shaken. This man looked exactly like his Dad, but smelled way different then his Dad and no matter how hard Deus sniffed he could not scent Pyrrhic's mate upon him. He crouched forward slowly, giving the doppelganger a suspicious and much-closer-to-the-fur sniff. Manners had been long forgotten in the face of such confusion, and though he'd been taught to politely introduce himself to new wolves the lesson was instantly for the moment forgotten.


"Speech"