Home Sweet Tree House

The fact that they were not alone was completely forgotten, until the muffled voice of Ollie yelled through the wall. He eyes widened and he shoved his paws over his muzzle, returning Wyl's sheepish look. Seneca had gotten caught up in the moment, conviction of putting his family behind him lifting his mood and voice. His ears fell back and he whispered, "Sorry, Ollie!" followed by a fit of giggles.

When the giggles finally relented, he shot a grin to Wyl at the pat on his paw. Well, this beat his stupid family, that's for sure! Sen stretched his front legs out with a yawn, trying to settle back down. "Thanks for a fun first day. I think I might check out the fishing huts again tomorrow, get some real fishing time in before it gets too cold." Teal eyes searched Wylan's face, waiting to hear what he had planned.

"Seneca" || "Wylan"