need to lose control

Large paws would carry him down into a tiny valley, bright sunny gaze would watch for his sister's tall for but he was not expecting an ambush attack. Of course, he probably should have knowing his sister like he did, but he'd fell into a false sense of security since joining the tall cobalt king's pack. Easily he'd meander to where he was sure his sister was located, but when the wind shifted suddenly she smelled a lot closer than he had thought. He'd jump out of his skin as she let lose a terrible battle cry, his paws would scramble to get away from her attack, but to no avail. He'd wail as she ran into him, sending his body flailing into the air to land face first into a snow drift.

He'd groan, eventually pulling himself free of the snow. He'd huff as he sat back on his haunches, a playful smirk across his features. He'd shake hid head free of the residual snow, hopefully getting some of it on her. "Hey, Mercy." He'd reply in a regular tone, just like nothing had ever happened. Then he'd lift himself, eager to feel her affectionate touch. He'd aim to push his chest to hers and nuzzle at her cheek, his reclusiveness having separated them for too long. Maybe she'd agree to share her den with him, he'd yet to find an appropriate one for himself.