Field trip with Granda and Grandpa

Towards the beginning of the trip Kipling had gamely ran towards the front of the group but that would only last so long.  They left the hallows turf and all manner of new sights and smells came into play.  The boy started to fall farther back in the lineup of pups as he’d stop to move aside a few strides and scent at a new smell here or there.

If a child needed an eye kept on him, Kip was probably in the running.  Everything was interesting and Kip wasn’t one to worry about ‘what if’s’ as far as possible threats.  Still, he wanted to see where they were going and to spend time with grammy Tammy also.  Once they finally made it the grey-hued pup looked around wide-eyed.  

Having been spending a good bit of time trying to learn how to make traps for fishing the boy had figured out a ways back about salt water and was about to make a comment at Elowen when he spotted Caladia showing off.  The idea of splashing her also came to mind but everywhere he looked there were amazing things to see.  Indecision in where to go held the boy in place for a few moments but strange movement finally drew Kipling's attention.

Kip took his time walking along the rocky ground, eyeing a crab that was giving him an eye in return but finally he got to the animal of interest. “Grammy!  Hey, Grammy! What’s this thing?  Do you eat them?” If this was a creature you hunt it was something even he could catch!  On the ground, crawling along at a hurried pace was a small octopus.  The hurried pace wasn’t really all that fast but it sure was trying.  “It looks super funny!  Moves funny too!”

Was the strange small animal upset at being called funny? It suddenly raised up, showing off four tentacles angrily at the boy before it went back to hauling itself along.

"Kipling Carpathius"