what will the world offer us? [PUPPY THREAD!]
05-12-2013, 08:08 PM
It had only been a pawful of times since he had wandered from his mother's den, but he was eager to experience more of the world. The sunshine that bore down on his dark pelt always felt so pleasant, an enjoyable contrast to the bitter autumn air. But this particular day was much more frigid, with sheets of rain coming down onto the earth and drumming soothingly against the den's roof. Ameiva seemed keen to explore, despite the gross weather, but Salamander seemed more inclined to stay to himself. He, too, had tried to sneak some of the herbs that their mama liked to feed Sal, but had been scolded as well. Basilisk had no indication of the kind of reputation his parents had. His mother was kind and protective and oh, how he loved her; their father was a bit more distant, though Bas seemed to love him just the same. He was supposed to, wasn't he? Violet eyes watched Sal as he laid his head on his paws, the quiet boy watching the rain from a distance. Before he realized it, Ameiva had crouched like a cat and attempted to tackle him to the ground. Though they were both similar size, he had been taken by surprise, and she sent him tumbling. As soon as the boy regained his composure, he glanced up at his mother, noting the approval in her eyes. A slight smirk graced the boy's young face, slight excitement shining in his strange bright eyes. "Come outside and play with us, Sal," he commanded his brother, tail flicking behind his body. Although his voice was light and non-intimidating, it was still a demand, and Basilisk really had no idea why he would object. "speeeeech" |
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