Curious

It took Wendigo quite awhile to reach his brother. There were just too many good things between him and Misery! A particularly good pile of snow called to him early in the answering and he'd stopped to make a snow puppy. About halfway through the shaping of the head it occurred to him that Misery had called. His curiosity had been renewed so after kicking the head to bits he'd gone bounding after Misery again. Then a robin had peeped at him and that he couldn't simply let pass so of course he'd paused to peep back at it.

After winning the peeping contest he'd waded through a very distracting army of squirrels, funny shaped rocks and birds but finally - finally!! - Wendigo found his brother. He bounded up to the smaller boy and skidded to a stop in front of him. The white blaze down Misery's nose was suddenly very interesting and Wendigo leaned in to look at it. He zoned out for a second, fascinated by the bright white surrounded by black, and then came to abruptly with a hard blink. His eyes went to Misery's and then Wendigo quickly lifted a paw and sought to poke his brother's nose. "Boop. What do you want?"