If mama doesn't see us, we can't get in trouble

Jericho is firmly in dreamland, racing the wind on legs that move faster than any in the real world, when a sharp pain cuts in. Groggily, he blinks away the wonderful dream, grumpily trying to find who or what has invaded his precious slumber time. A hushed shushing rouses him further and his stark white eyes land on the winged form of his sibling. Words reach his ears before he realizes that Gav is darting away and the boy takes a moment to process what his excited brother had said.

Curious, he takes him a moment to register the words before he is extracting his form from the pile of pups. The boy slowly stands and pads over to the den’s entrance but Gavroche is already off and racing away into the outside world. As he reaches the entrance, Jericho watches his brother’s retreating form and he casts a quick glace back at the other pups and their sleeping parents. With a shrug to himself, the boy quietly steps outside and stretches out the kinks that sleep has left with him.

With that done, he is races off into the dawning day, following the winged form of Gav as the boys' run for the sake of having fun.


"Jericho Agatsuma-Kedieo"