It was finally time to leave the den and little Pesto was absolutely thrilled at the prospect. The pups were raised with confidence and strength and so the tiny pup had no fear of the world once she was allowed to roam it. Her first steps from the den brought her to Wolfpaw Lake, she wanted to go further and explore the wondrous land but knew her mother would not appreciate the young ones leaving pack borders so soon. For now everything was new and exciting, and so the pup was happy to race around the territory shouting gleeful hello's towards anyone and anything that moved. Her initial energy expended so very quickly that it caught the pup off guard, one moment she was zooming circles around rocks and boulders and trees, and the next she'd found herself flopped upon the grass with heavy eyelids and not a single inclination to stand up and continue her expedition. She'd be here forever, unable to walk or move; that much Pesto was wholeheartedly convinced of. Since when was playing just so darn exhausting? "Speech" "Thinking" "You."

Rosemary lounged on one of the rocks near the lake, watching the small black ball of fluff tear across the veranda and around rocks before coming to a complete and sudden halt and plopping onto her side. Rosemary chuckled to himself and prowled over to her, dropping the piece of jewelry he was working on to inspect his niece. “Everything alright?” He questioned, sitting beside her with his tail wrapping neatly around his paws as he watched her for any signs of life, he knew better than to think she had dropped dead, but some small seed of paranoia saw her utter stillness and seemed to stretch the time between his words and a small reactive twitch of her paw. "Talk"  Thought you

Calamity had watched her sister leave the den with a heavy-lidded, observant gaze. Her violet eyes missed nothing. She followed after at a more sedated pace, conserving her energy. It was necessary to conserve your energy, just in case an... emergency? cropped up. Cala knew to find her mother or father in the case of an emergency. Regardless, there just didn't seem any point to running yet.

There was a fierce, terrible itch at the crown of her head. Two small bumps had already begun to show. The bone growth from her horns was going to be a slow and arduous process. It made her irritable and finicky, but no one had informed her exactly what was happening. Cala spotted her uncle Rose and sprinted towards him at a flat run, wordlessly headbutting him firmly in his turned back with her little horn buds. Ramming into things seemed to be the only thing that temporarily eased the frustration.

Her uncle came to Pesto's aid, and she marveled at how nice it would be to have family around when she died here in the ground drained of energy. Her tongue flopped out from her mouth in heavy pants, and just as she was ready to tell her uncle that it was too late to save her, Pesto's sister appeared. Her impending death-by-exhaustion was forgotten as instantly as it came on, and Pesto lifted her head quickly to watch as Calamity began ramming her head into Rose's behind. "Mum said not to headbutt people, Calla-Lily." Pesto reminded her gently, using an affectionate nickname for her sister. She considered getting up and then remembered that she was definitely still dying. "Uncle I'd come save you but I can't move I'm too tired." Her head flopped down hard upon the ground once more. "Speech" "Thinking" "You."

Venom wasn’t a huge fan of her sister’s headbutting but with as many of those she got in Venom had bopped her nose with her sharp kitten claws. Ve thought that they’d come to understand, especially when her lilac stare caught Calamity head butting their uncle Rose. The young godling looked up to her uncle, he was so beautiful and poised. He was also very fierce when he needed to be. She trotted up to the gathering as Pesto chastised their errant sister for her ways. Venom flicked her forked tongue in amusement as she came to sit beside her dying sister.

The gloved youngster flicked her tongue at Pestilence’s ear, trying to tickle the sensitive fur there. ”You can too move.” She said matter of factly as she nudged her sister’s hip with a paw, claws sheathed. ”Uncle Rose, tell her she can too move.” She asked of her uncle as she looked up into his topaz stare.

He looked over the children as they swarmed him, grinning fondly and dropped his head to nuzzle Pestilence’s stomach, hoping to tickle her. “Why don’t we play a game?” He suggested. “Would that get the little princess back on her feet?” He asked coyly, cocking one eyebrow as he waited for her response. “I’ll be a big strong bear, and you can all be the heroes of Ashen, come to drive me away.” He purred. “Does that sound like fun…Or would you rather lay in the boring old grass all day?” He asked, flicking his tail. Without waiting for a response he rose onto his lean back legs, paws dangling in the air as he struggled to support himself and let out a tremendous “ROAR!” Speaking  Thinking you

"How big is a bear?" Calamity asked, picking herself up and shaking herself off. "Bigger than you?" Rose seemed enormous to her. Already her sisters were showing themselves to be a fair bit taller than her, but Cala just assumed that she would catch up eventually. She rounded on Venom and Pesto, sitting just behind Pesto's prone body. Lowering her head, she nudged her sister's back with the top of her skull. It itched so bad.

Calamity used the opportunity to vigorously rub her head up and down Pesto's spine, sighing in delight as the itch abated for a moment. "I bet we can beat a bear, easy. We have the Fallen God on our side!"

Her silly sisters were interfering with Pesto's already too-crowded funeral and she bared her tiny teeth at their antics. "Cala!" She squeaked angrily, kicking out with her back paw towards the pup. "Stop it! You are not a deer and I am not a tree!" The tiny pup lifted her head to fix her sister with a glare before looking back to Rose as he roared. "Maybe the bear should eat you. Bears eat deer, right?" She looked up to her uncle for confirmation. She pulled herself to her feet with a huff before turning to shoulder her sister's invasive head away from her. Pesto fixed both her sisters with her glare before turning back to Rose. "I want to be on your side, Uncle. Can I be a bear too?" This pup knew even the three of them were no match for their uncle, she was determined to be on the side of the winners. "Speech" "Thinking" "You."

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Venom was visibly annoyed that her uncle hadn’t backed her up like she had requested. Her quills rose and fell, but he was quick to get their attention in the form of offering a game. Ve’s ears perked at the suggestion as he explained he would be the bear and they would be the warriors. With her uncle’s roar Venom fell into her instinctive defensive stance. Her hackles and quills rose to their full height as she extended her claws and flicked her tongue. She lowered her head to align with her spine as Pesto turned coat. ”Traitor!” Venom called out as she lashed her dual toned tail. ”Mother says we hafta stick together!” She reminded her sister as she snapped her little puppy jaws at her uncle turned bear. ”I’m the great Venom Klein Abraxas! And Your kind isn’t welcome here!” She announced before charging at her uncle Rosemary.

He fell back on his paws after losing his balance. “Now now, your sister is right, Kleins aways stand together no matter the adversary.” He explained calmly, then rose again giving another mighty “ROAR!” as Venom charged for him. The puppy barreled into him, knocking him a step back as he struggled to stay on his hind legs. “Weak points first children, remember, always attack the weak points first, eyes, nose, and crotch.” He explained matter of factly. “If your opponent is male never be afraid to castrate them.” He said then fell back onto his paws for a second time, pawing at one of the children to make them belly over. speaking Thinking  you