Shhh! Don't tell mom!

Artorias · (This post was last modified: 11-22-2020, 11:24 PM by Artorias.)

The squirrel might have been a false alarm, but when the sound of rustling grass beneath feet came from nearby again, Artorias had his guard up again in a heartbeat. He saw Rudy do the same and put himself between his brother and the noise, ears folded flat to his skull and tiny razor-like teeth bared, ready to face off against... Oh, come ooooon...! Artorias' posture relaxed and he rolled his eyes when he spied Briar coming out into the open. Of all the wolves in the world it could have been, of course it had to be Briar... The antlered girl approached them with the same air of superiority she held herself with the last time they'd met at the playdate their parents had arranged. Artorias flopped back on his haunches in the shallow water with a little splash, eyeing Briar warily when she interrogated them on their intentions. Of course the little princess was going to be a blabbermouth and tell on them. Last time they'd "played" together, she'd all but run crying to her daddy when the boy had teased her back. Clearly she hadn't had many wolves talk back to her before, and a lifetime with Rudyard had prepared him for any verbal spar with an arsenal of sarcasm.

"What are you doing out here, Briar?" Artorias asked with a drone of annoyance in his voice. Although they'd only met for a short time, he already knew Briar Fatalis was going to be a problem for them. When she asked if they were supposed to be there, he simply quipped back with, "Are you supposed to be out here?" A triumphant smirk crossed the pup's face when Rudy asked the same question about her own parents, glad that he and his brother were on the same page and had each other's backs. Much to Artorias' chagrin, Rudy invited Briar to hang out with them, the blue boy doing little to hide the sigh or the eye roll he made. Okay, so he'd only spent a little time with Briar, maybe he should give her a second chance to have fun.

"Rudy! Don't tell her about my secret technique!" remarked Artorias when his brother began to talk of sticks for whacking wolves. That was going to be a special trademarked Artorias fighting style! Now Briar was going to steal it! "Ugh, fine, she can stay," he agreed after a moment, standing back up and walking back out of the water, letting the excess drip and run from his matted fur, "but only if she doesn't whine about getting dirty or tell on us. And only if she promises not to steal my secret technique!"

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One big happy family

Artorias has two ravens named Corbin and Eira and a fox named Argent. Assume they are within calling distance at all times.
As his mate, Briar may enter Artorias' threads unless marked Private.
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