Cousin of mine

Ungainly limbs propelled the young boy into the snowy drifts, he'd finished up his afternoon prayers and had some free time until nightfall. Mauve marked form slipped through the trees in search of something to occupy his daylight time. Coal auds pivoted to catch the sound of someone speaking, and he turned on a heel to investigate. Wide two-toned gaze drank in the sight of a child not too much older than himself, and similar in colouring. She lacked the brilliant hues of he and most of his sisters, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. He drifted closer, hesitant to approach a stranger. Mother had told him that he was safe here, because his aunty controlled the lands, but he was still nervous. More so, once he noticed the strange creature hanging off the neck of the other pup. It was like Obi's tail, but it wasn't attached to the girl. What was this? Auds tipped back warily, the boy crept a few paces closer. "Hello," he said softly, attention drifting between the girl and her companion. He had to remind himself that the shrine was his home, his realm. He was special, there was divinity in his blood and this was his turf. "who're you?" he asked next, with a little more confidence in his gentle vocals.

He flexed his toes in the snow, feeling the soft earth underneath against his pawpads. Thin banner swept a few times across his heels, and he made sure to hold himself with the confidence his mother had reminded him to display. Head high, shoulders back, for he was descended from greatness and would revive that grandeur as he grew.

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