Balrog blinked groggily as the soft rapping on the door woke him. He was still curled up on his bed of furs, his obsidian stone eyes catching the morning light. His sister, Selene, was still fast asleep next to him, but the sound of Titus’ excited tail wagging brought a small smile to his lips.
He padded softly over to the door, his ears twitching at the sound of Titus on the other side. The excitement in his voice was unmistakable, and Balrog couldn’t help but feel a flicker of excitement himself. He nudged the door open with his nose, peering up at the larger pup with curiosity.
"Hi," Balrog greeted, his voice quiet but friendly. "I’m Balrog. Who are you?" His tail swayed just slightly, curious about what the day might hold with this enthusiastic new friend. Balrog slipped out of the door and closed it quietly, eagerly awaiting the older pup's response.
