Suprisingly Twig would effortlessly slip from her brothers grasp, their hairs intermingling as she pressed against his stomach. A warm sensation would come over him, a smile lurking beneath the surface of his cool exterior. Pulsus would stand to tower over the duo, and Themisto's gaze would wearily follow his movements. An ear twitched as Twig suggested they both bathe her, and of course, Pulsus had another idea. "I would have no problem carrying her all the way to the lake." The decision had been made, and though he wished he could lay here and gently bathe her down, he couldn't. He would respect her brothers wishes.
Lips would crease as he planted a gentle kiss upon her forehead with a swipe of his toungue, and he would proceed to pull himself away from her. He would bring himself to all fours and step back so she could rise, his warm gaze resting upon her older brother. He would wait for him to pick her up, then he would follow them to wolf paw lake so that he could tend to her. His gaze would glance toward Twig longingly before his nostrils would begin to quiver.
His eyes would dart upward as the succulent peach came into his vision, his lips curling slightly. He would push his weight onto his back legs and lift himself up upward, his mouth agape as he grabbed the peach gently into his mouth. He would use his tongue to roll it softly out of harms way, as he didn't want to pierce the skin just yet. He would come back to all fours and swing back around to face the duo, hoping by this time Pulsus had loaded Twig onto his back. He would crane his neck toward her, offering her the first bite of the peach they had been searching so long for. He hoped it would bring at least a smile to her face.
