Monsters In Broad Daylight

*Caeto* · (This post was last modified: 12-09-2013, 06:08 PM by Caeto.)

Everyone was asleep and Caeto couldn't stay asleep. He was restless. As awesome as it had been to be snuggled up with his brother and sister, being inside the den was really getting on his nerves. Momma and Poppa would hardly let them go outside of the den alone and when they did, it was only to play in front of the den and not anywhere else. And the little Maverick look-alike was really tired of being kept cooped up. He wanted to explore his home, now more so that a bunch of white stuff had settled over the ground. It was gone from the tiny pitch his parents had brushed away for himself and his siblings, but he longed to explore it and see what it was like. And he would today. Untangling himself from the mess of limbs, the young Prince would slowly tip-toe out of the warm embrace of his family, the chill of the afternoon already running its icy fingers along his brown/russet spine. Azure gems would eagerly scan the edge of the den, tiny paws carrying his mass towards the entrance, nostrils flaring as he inhaled the fresh scent of a the crisp winter afternoon. It was glorious outside. And ready for him to go explore it.

He would spare a glance back at his sleeping family, coming to the conclusion that they wouldn't freak out too much. And if they did, he wasn't too worried. He was just a pup after all and wasn't aware of the consequences of his actions just yet. With a wag of his tail, the boy was off, russet paws carrying his frame out of the den into the brilliant sunlight. All kinds of scents would attack his nostrils, sapphires widening in wonder as he moved to his right, heading straight for the snow. Muzzle would lower slowly as he approached the white substance, velvety nose twitching as he tried to examine the substance. It didn't smell like anything. He would reach forward, poking his nose to it only to real away in shock. It was cold! Russet lips would peel back against his tiny puppy teeth, something a growl rumbling in his pipes. He would stare at the white stuff for several moments, ears flattening against his skull, trying to decide what to do. The stuff was cold and didn't seem very pleasant, but he still wanted to get a feel for it.

Putting aside his initial reaction Caeto would once again try again, this time using his right forepaw instead, dipping it into the cold stuff. He would grit his teeth, a hiss sliding past clamped jaws, but he would wait. It would take only a few moments before his body to become accustomed to the coldness and then he would allow his left paw to sink into the white stuff before his entire body was submerged in it. It was a bit of shock to the young boy, but as he slowly started moving through it, he found it to be more enjoyable, even fun. Satisfaction rolled through the young boy as he confidently moved through the now conquered white stuff, plume curled high over his hips, azures taking in all the sights. His home was beautiful, especially during the winter. The young boy would continue on with explorations, poking at rocks and sticks and everything that caught his attention, unaware that he was heading towards his pack's borders.

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