King/Queen of the brush?

The constant crunch crunch crunch of frozen grass made the golden brown pup perk up, peeking outside to see where the noise was coming from. He was eager to go out and explore a bit and see the real life version of the plants where their dad got his supplies from, but he was waiting for the rest of his siblings to go out first so none of them would be left behind. His attention was caught by his brother Corbin though and he watched as his dark coated siblings hopped through the grass, making as much noise as possible as he went. Dorian chuckled and immediately started thinking of an idea. Glancing back to make sure that the remainder of their siblings were at least with one another or one of their parents, he finally went out to follow after Corbin.

He couldn't keep the grin off of his face and could only barely keep from giggling as he followed in Corbin's footsteps almost exactly, making sure to step where the frost had already been crunched down so that his steps were much quieter and more sneaky. He stayed just far enough back and behind Corbin that his brother wouldn't notice him and by the time Corbin was climbing up onto a seemingly big rock Dorian was right there behind him, ready to pounce. Of course he wasn't really planning on his brother trying to climb onto a bush, but he was too far into his plan to back out now. Right before Corbin went to get on the bush, calling out for challengers to his claim that he could get up there before anyone else, Dorian called back, "Nuh uh! Not if I block you first!" He jumped up on the rock too, immediately going to throw his forelegs around Corbin's side with a giggle, trying to tackle him and knock him off the rock in the process.

"Dorian Kedieo"