Shhh! Don't tell mom!

Artorias · 11-25-2020, 03:57 PM

Artorias enjoyed the pout and glare Briar shot back at him and Rudyard, particularly so when she stuck her tongue out at him. It was too easy and entertaining to get under the girl's skin, as she apparently did not get that experience at home. Artorias silently wondered if anyone in her everyday life every challenged her to anything, or if the little stuck up princess was catered to hand and foot. He snorted as he stepped past Briar, but otherwise gave her no reaction. "She'd better not," he replied with a grumble to his little brother. Despite his displeasure, he wasn't going to let Briar's presence ruin his fun time with Rudy. The dappled grey pup had invited him out to explore and have a good time, and that's exactly what he planned to do! While he didn't trust Briar completely, he trusted Rudyard implicitly.

Briar asked about sticks, and when Artorias realized Rudy was letting him respond, he turned to her and said, "They need to be thin but long, like as long as your paw to your shoulder. Not too heavy, not too flimsy that they break." Yes, Artorias had indeed studied and discerned what types and sizes of sticks were the best for whacking and fighting with. It was shaping up to be something of a fine art, finding the right weapon for his arsenal. The stick had to be light enough for him to hold in his jaws without tiring him, but long enough to reach his enemies without leaving him exposed or vulnerable, and sturdy and strong enough to resist multiple blows without snapping. A stick that broke immediately was no good in a fight. No sooner had Artorias described his weapon of choice, Rudy started heading off on his own to search for one. Art turned to his brother, keen to warn him not to go off on his own, but the grey pup was already heading off. Shoot...! Don't leave me alone with her...! he thought with a cringe.

Too late. Now it was just Artorias and Briar. Doing his best to ignore the antlered wolf with him, Artorias resigned himself to searching along the banks of the streams for any sticks that may have fallen from the weird dangly trees and washed downstream. The hanging branches of the strange trees were interesting, but he ultimately concluded would be no good as weapons. They were waaaaay too wiggly, and although he'd bet they'd hurt if smacked with one hard enough, they weren't what he was looking for. So Artorias continued to sniff along the stream, making sure he could always keep Rudy in his line of sight in case his brother needed him for anything. He found a couple of smaller sticks similar to what he was looking for, just lacking in size. "Look foh uhns lahk dis!" he shouted out to Rudy and Briar—mostly to Rudy—while holding one of the sticks up in his teeth. The boy then tried to snap the stick in two with one clean bite, but his puppy jaws lacked the raw strength needed to do so, and ended up just awkwardly gnawing at it in a desperate attempt to break it. Oh... Oh no... Mistake, mistake...! he thought, trying to pry his teeth from the wood and spit the stick out before anyone, especially Briar, saw him.

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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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