to grandma's house

Round in the way young pups were, the boy rolled when daylight cracked through the doorway. The bright voice was foreign, but that didn't stop him from toddling along on his pale sister's trail, a glance thrown back to the room to look for the red one.

His distraction was quickly bought at the mention of treats, and Tempie's loud declaration that the last one there would have to share their treat. Like hell he was gonna get girl cooties on his snack!

Little legs propelled the boy forward, snapping at his sisters heels and shoving with his shoulder whenever he got close enough. They both had enough of a headstart it was pretty clear Mercy would be the one sharing, but that was Mercy's problem.

"speech"