menace (but politely)

Shinrei didn't appear to be nearly as jovial and outgoing as many of his siblings. While they tumbled and jogged about the safe reaches of the bamboo forest, the pale boy merely stood by and watched, as if he was already matured. Boring, he figured they'd call him. Boring because he wasn't jumping into mud puddles, or charging bamboo stalks into scuttling groups of mice around the forest floors. No, he was content to stand with his father, watch his siblings play around because that in and of itself brought him enough joy. Even if he didn't betray his soft frown and unreadable gaze to show as such.

But today was a little different. Though his forepaws still ached, and the dewclaws on his front paws were tender, the discomfort was able to be pushed aside. Just for now, at least. Most of the day he remained stationary for the growing pains tended to jab at him. He wanted to stretch his legs, show his siblings he could be capable of jostling about and playing - even if he was stiff doing so. Already tall like many of his brothers and sisters, and somewhat steady on his puppy feet, the peachy-furred male approached a small clearing, the perfect size for two puppies to spar. Shifting his weight from one foot to another, Shinrei wondered if he should call for one of his siblings to come over, or if he should just..wait and see.

He decided to awkwardly shuffle on his feet, quiet as if another puppy would show up by themselves to spar with him.