No sleep, only play!

Hyperactivity, thy name is Rogue! The young Klein prince was a sporty, energetic little ball of navy blue fluff on most days, and that meant getting the boy to wind down for a much needed nap was a challenge on good days and an impossibility on the worst. Despite needing rest to grow, the puppy boy only wanted to run and jump and explore and play and fight. He was burning good nighttime by sleeping, and he could be doing that all day when his parents went to bed!

On this night, Rogue was a bolt of midnight blue lightning, darting and zipping around the corridors of the old palace to try and evade his parents while being as stealthy as possible. In his mind, he was a sneaky ninja, weaving his way through the rooms and blending in with the shadows so he wouldn’t be captured and forced into a mandatory nap. He saw his sire go padding past the room he had been hiding in, likely looking for him to wrangle up with the rest of his siblings for nap time. Once Maverick had passed by out of sight, Rogue made his move, springing out of the shadows to tear off down the halls with a wide, roguish grin, fitting to his namesake as he put a couple more rooms between himself and his father. Now all he had to do was look out for his mother and he’d have escaped the dreaded nap time!

"Rogue Klein"