make myself useful

*Scald*

Intensely focused on finding a shell good enough to keep, Scald nearly tuned her out. What was that about green? Rainbow? Spiky? What was she going on about? Lifting his head to look at her, he tilted his head to the side and blinked a few times. "Spiky? Like my quills?" The pup asked as he lets his quills lift from their hiding spot in his fur. Smiling at Eden, he assumed that was what she meant and didn't wait for an answer. If she meant something else, she would say something. Adults were like that he had noticed. Always telling him what to do and where to go. Ugh.

Before he could get too engrossed in the shell hunt, she asked his favorite color. Pausing again with one paw lifted, water dripping from it, he turned back to her. Glancing over her own colorful fur when she mentioned she liked the color green, Scald let out a quiet huff. "Why do I gotta have a favorite?" He asked with a scrunch of his brows. Why was having favorites important anyway? Looking over his shoulder at his body, he noticed for probably the first time just how colorful he really was. Not that he cared to look that often. Eden was right, but did it matter? Compared to his other siblings, he was the most colorful out of all of them and was used to it by now.

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