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"Trouble"


Aksel felt his heart leap as he turned around to see his father, grinning with his characteristic smirk. Tail set to wagging as he bounded over to Loki. "Dad! It's great to see ya! You keeping my uncles in like while I've been away." He winked playfully at the older male. It was good to be back in some male company, he adored his sisters but some times he got tired of swimming in a sea of estrogen. Of course after begin on his own for so long there were simply no words to describe how happy he was to simply be in the company of his family once again.


Aksel shrugged. "Oh you know?. exploring new lands, getting into mischief? checking out the ladies. Guy stuff." The boy stuck his tongue out at Acadia as she brought up her height once more. "Hey, now! Height isn't everything!" A wicked grin spread across his maw. "If you got the height then we got the brains!"


"Speech"

Will you recognize me, When I lose another friend?
Will you learn to leave me? Oh, give me one more try again.