babysitter's club

“Does mean we’re Alpha now?” the pup asked, mostly in jest. He was pretty sure it took more than this to take down an Alpha in real battle. When she spoke of healing her to bring her back to life, he slipped down after Haiku. Thoughtful expression on his dark, dotted gace.

Okay, so how exactly was this supposed to work? He sniffed at the honey, and wiggled his butt at the tasty smell that whifted past his nostrils. He barely noticed when haiku leaned against him. The weight of his brother was as familiar to him as his own.

Haiku grabbed honey on his paw, and Ru was quick to mimic the motion. Gathering up a healthy portion of the stuff, he waddled over next to Ku, and instantly saw his brother's plan. Like one mind, mischievous trouble mirrored on their faces, they attacked Theory. Smearing honey as liberally as possible across her coat. Ru even raced around to Theory’s front, and attempted to swat some honey onto the bigger womans nose.

WC: 175