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Ipos

While the rest of his siblings were puppies, full of puppy energy and puppy actions, Ipos was the soul of an old man in the body of a tiny wolf. His expression was stern, his brows knit together as he stomped out of the den, stiff legged. There had been a visitor. An intruder. Yes, perhaps it was the leader of the pack, but he had to be vigilant. Some day it might not be the leader, you know?

Siblings and parents came and went and still Ipos stood sentry by the doorway of the den. The boy was getting a little flustered since he didn't have enough eyes to keep one on every member of his family and his dark tail began to twitch in irritation. He even growled at Bub as his brother assured their parents that he was just looking. Ipos seemed like a hardass... but he really just wanted to keep everyone safe.

As the little sentinel stood watch, the loud roar of his stomach snapped him out of his intent state. Curling his neck, blue and gold eyes stared daggers at his traitorous stomach. With a hmmph of annoyance, Ipos' ears flicked backwards and he stalked towards the table full of food. "I'll have some, please..."

"Ipos"

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Greet the Sun

Sunsday Festival

Ipos