Hopes and Promises [Puppy Training]

Fidelias had graduated from his perched on the hillock of the den to "patrolling" through the grass surrounding it for whatever enemies or prey the grasslands would yield to a pup. Even in motion, the boy was deliberate of movement, thoughtful and careful with each motion. When the call came for all the pups, he didn't startle though it was unexpected. He merely stopped to listen to it, then thought. They were supposed to stay near the den yet, but the call was very clear that it was for them. They had to answer, didn't they? Though it wasn't strictly following his mother's instructions. She'd sent them off to their father's call without even going with them, so she clearly meant for them to answer calls for them without input.

With that thought in mind he made his way towards the call, working as methodically to orient himself on it as ever, and arrived to see his sister, and a few who were all but strangers. Edging in silently and uncomfortably he seated himself beside Kaija and pressed his shoulder gently to hers for a moment in comfort - ostensibly for her comfort, but really for his own. He felt the weight of so many gazes like it was suffocating, and fixed his gaze off to the horizon so he could pretend otherwise.