Two fluffs made of trouble

Arcturus' blue eyes peeked over his mother's back, spying on is smaller sister with a mischievous look, only the very top of his head with the fluffy, bushy, puppy fur stuck up around his face able to be seen. It was still pretty early in the morning and he was the first one awake which worked out for his plan perfectly. With a wiggle of his butt he leapt over his mom's back and pounced on Satira with a cackle of laugher, wrapping his legs around her neck and nibbling at her soft, floppy ears. He knew it'd just make her squeal and tattle and complain, but that was half of the fun. Eventually he'd let her go, but not till she was wriggling and swatting at him to make him. He gave a toothy grin, the sharp, pokey beginnings of his fangs showing as he chuckled.

With his sister annoying complete - for now - he rolled back to his paws and gave himself a shake, unknowingly making the extra fluffy fur around his neck stand up even more ridiculously. He bounced over to their mother, bumping his forehead against her cheek and nuzzling into her neck. "We get to go out today, right, mom?" he asked excitedly, giving her cheek a sweet lick. He didn't really understand the whole emotions thing yet, but he knew their mother didn't seem to smile or play or stuff like that like they did, but snuggles and stuff seemed to help so he tried to do as much of that mushy stuff as possible! He liked making her smile a lot.

"Arcturus Fatalis"