Puppy slides

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Briar giggled happily as Mortis made an umbrella for her out of his wings, the dark feathers looking so pretty and cool all around her. Her expression lit up at the suggestion of a game and she grinned up at him in response, her head nodding eagerly. "Yeah! A game!" she exclaimed as she got back to her paws, doing a little hop in the mean time to swipe at his feathers. Her sharp claws caught onto one of them, but they passed right through the feathery bits of them without catching on anything substantial. She was about to question him to see what kind of game he had in mind when he told her that they would need more siblings to play the game he had in mind.

As if on cue, her brother came barreling out of what seemed like no where and his black and brown form ran right into hers. She squeaked as she was knocked off of her feet and fell to the ground, but she immediately went into retaliate as she called out, "Hey! No fair!" She wrapped her forelegs around his neck and grappled onto her litter mate, bumping her head against his playfully as she went to get her payback for him knocking her over.