Happy Birthday to Us
Ricin
01-25-2023, 11:42 PM
The season had turned and, with increasing chill of the weather, came another milestone. This autumn officially marks the second year of young brothers lives. Life has been full of hills and valleys but the brothers have weathered all kinds of storms often coming out stronger than before. Lately, the two young men have been lost in their respective works; Ricin pondering lessons to give, places to go scout and explore for the pack, while Chade has filled the meat stores and protected Elysium’s borders. Both of the brothers have exceled in their roles but, with the increasing responsibilities, they have been spending less time together.
Practiced paws carry the lighter of the siblings down from the mountainous peaks of their home island while Ricin considers what to do for his brother’s birthday. Turning over his options, the young man’s white tipped paw pauses in midair as a howl ring out for him. A smile plays across his dark lips as he returns to climbing downward, his speed picking up as excitement builds in his chest. What has Chade found this time? Paws hit solid ground and the lithe blue man races to where the call rings out from inside their cave.
Soon enough he is standing in the entry way, long, lean form framed by the stones as Ricin casts his ruby gaze over the what his brother has assembled. A grin tugs at his lips and he cross the floor to where his bulkier counterpart stands, offering a loving headbutt in greeting as he says, “Happy birthday, Ny. Ah, you beat me to it! I was going to have something set up for you tomorrow!” He laughs joyfully, before looking at the deer meat, stomach rumbling its reminder that he had skipped his last meal. However, not wishing to be rude, he looks to the gathered items and asks, “What did you find?!”
"Ricin Dauner"
Practiced paws carry the lighter of the siblings down from the mountainous peaks of their home island while Ricin considers what to do for his brother’s birthday. Turning over his options, the young man’s white tipped paw pauses in midair as a howl ring out for him. A smile plays across his dark lips as he returns to climbing downward, his speed picking up as excitement builds in his chest. What has Chade found this time? Paws hit solid ground and the lithe blue man races to where the call rings out from inside their cave.
Soon enough he is standing in the entry way, long, lean form framed by the stones as Ricin casts his ruby gaze over the what his brother has assembled. A grin tugs at his lips and he cross the floor to where his bulkier counterpart stands, offering a loving headbutt in greeting as he says, “Happy birthday, Ny. Ah, you beat me to it! I was going to have something set up for you tomorrow!” He laughs joyfully, before looking at the deer meat, stomach rumbling its reminder that he had skipped his last meal. However, not wishing to be rude, he looks to the gathered items and asks, “What did you find?!”