Tag! You're it!

The summer heat is fading from the land but the turning of seasons is arriving… slowly. The sun is heading toward the horizon and the hottest part of the day is behind them. Ricin appears at the mouth of the den he shares with his brother, stretching out the kinks his nap gave him. A yawn splits his maw as he sits to scratch an itchy spot behind his ear, his brain still shaking off the dregs of sleep when a purple coat catches his eye. Oh hey! Maybe he can convince her to play a game with him! With that thought, Ricin stands to chase after the retreating form of Avacyn.

When he gets in close enough to be heard, the blue boy shouts, “Hey Avacyn! Want to play a game?” The light blue wolf skids to a halt when he notices that the heiress is not alone, a small, pale woman is with her. Ricin moves more slowly toward the pair, offering them both a smile as he says, “Oh, uh hello there. I was wondering if you wanted to play a game of tag Avacyn. Oh! Maybe your friend can join us too?” Crimson eyes turn to the older female, offering her a warm smile and raised eyebrows in question. Maybe one of them had a fun twist on the rules too!


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"Ricin Dauner"