gather 'round

The water had been... interesting. Ivy wasn't sure how he felt about it, especially with all the rain they'd been having. It was wet all. The. Time. Would he ever be dry again? Not that he was necessarily complaining... well maybe he was complaining just a little bit. Still, the only one who he ever complained to was Lotus, and they basically shared a brain so that didn't count. The pair spent most of their time together, rarely one without the other. When the call for story time came around, Ivy had been blowing dandelion fluff in his brother's direction. Stories. Sure, okay, stories. "Lo, come on, pops says it's story time." It would be dark soon, and dad had already started on a fire... cool. "What do you think it's going to be about?"

Pops looked pissy, even Ivy could tell that much as he got closer. Still damp from his time trudging around in the tall, soggy grass, Ivy elected for the spot that was closest to the warmth of the fire. Maybe he'd finally be able to dry out. Dandelion fluff still clung haphazardly to his longer furnishings, but it didn't really bother him... or he didn't really notice, could go either way. The blue boy flopped down with his chin on his paws, casting a gaze about for his twin brother.


"Ivy"