Time for a playdate [pup thread]
Beneath the frost, beneath the snow, beneath the cold bright sun, lay the snowman of yesterday. The frost was his winter jacket and the frigid air a salve for his crystalline skin. Around him the birds shivered under puffed wings and the nighttime flurry still trickled in its leisurely way to the ground. Snowman ideas tumbled from the grey puffed clouds, falling as softly as the large flakes. Today would be a fine igloo with snow guards. The young Lord grinned to the sub-zero air, I have snow-many ideas he muttered to himself before shaking his regalia with a low chuckle. It was pointless to mention that the young Lord was bored, with his Mother and Father gone for some time now and he decided to go into a small adventure of his own, lurking further away from their den. He would had played with the sunshine if he could have moulded it into projectiles, anything he could get his paws on to cause mischief was alright with him. So the winter snow was the best gift he could ever have. It was not long until he saw that Tythe and another had the same thought and this gave the petite lord an idea. All he had to do was sit as quietly as he could, snowballs at the ready and be patient. After a minute or so, one that felt like an eon, he expectantly waited to hear the tell-tale crunch of his paws in the snow; for though it is fresh fallen, the bitterness of the night made the top like brittle caramel. As soon as the other peasants were close enough he dive out to pelt them white. Speech |
Tyto
Master Fighter (240)
Advanced Hunter (70)
Juggernaut
7 Years
Male
0
Dragon Mod
It had been some time since hannibal had returned. She was working her tail off. What with both litters of pups needing her constant attention all the time. If it wasn't that she was scared of hannibal she would of already stuffed them all into the same den. Though maybe that would work. Couldn't hurt to give them all a big sleepover. First she'd have to make sure they all got along though. She stepped from Hannibal's den and with the intent to lead this litter to the other she'd have to find mordecai on the way. She silently lead the other two towards the kill pile first, intent on feeding them all together. She plucked a young fawn from the pile then moved slow enough for the other two to keep up. Then as she came close she spotted her runaway and rude charge. She walked directly past him with purpose. She ignored him with reason. The other five had yet to be completely rude, but she'd yet to stick close to them. She dropped the fawn and laid close enough to break up fights. She gave a tilt of her chin, calling mordecai to her silently. She knew her charge would likely ignore or disobey her. She'd never been anything but kind and quiet around any of these pups yet he for some reason refused to be respectful enough to use her name. Hopefully the other two had followed and would be respectful towards her. She dropped her head and let out a sigh. Speech |