He was still too young to really fight in an expert way. The tussles he had done with littermates were nothing compared to pack challenges, dominance matches and force claims! Imp was already looking forward to the future and he tumbled out of the den with purpose today. He barked out a challenge for anyone to come and 'play' with him. He wanted to learn, to grow... If he was gonna be the best of Habari... He needed to get going! No time to sit on his ass. No time to play without reasons!

"Come ooooon..." he moaned, sitting on his rump with a roll of his blue-pink eyes. Won't someone come and do a friendly little fight with him? Or even, a big adult could even come in and teach him a few things. He didn't mind attacking their ankles. It was funny. Any kid who didn't say it was... was lying. Getting under the paws of adults was shit smacking fun! Imp didn't pause to show his impatience but he groaned again. He could bug his siblings but he wanted to learn about everyone in Habari.

"Words"
ooc; adults, teach him a few moves. kids? let's friendly spar!

On one hand, Misery had better things to do than deal with one of his newest little siblings.  Why had mom wanted the third litter?  This one was probably going to be as much of a letdown as the majority of the other kids were.  

The small black and silver wolf did have a rather similar look to that of a skunk in wolves' clothing.  He made his way to where the pup was.  He didn’t have to like the little urchins, just tolerate them.  More than that though he needed to know them.  Maybe there would be one good one in a litter.  At least this one wanted to learn.  Well, it said it wanted to.

For all the thoughts of distaste when he approached the pup, Misery had a friendly smile on his face.  Misery hadn’t spent his years perfecting his fighting skills but instead learning how to play whatever role best fit a scenario.  Right now he was a big brother coming to help out the little kid.  Right now he would learn if the child was worth putting any real attention into.

“Hello, brother.  You want a fight?”  He was an adult and for the moment he was larger than the boy but as far as size went Misery was small compared to many wolves and he could always hold back the damage.  Today.


"Misery"

Hell yeah!

Someone was gonna teach him?! "Yep!" he bounced on the spot, staring at the older male with interest "I'm Imp!" he proclaimed proudly, puffing out his little chest "you my big brother?" It was an open invite to tell Imp his name. He didn't have to be old to know Ma had a lot of puppies. Innocently though. He wasn't weird about it. What Ma did was her business. He was a nobody right now.

That would change.

"You don't look like me" he blurted out too, cocking his head "Widow doesn't either" he also shamelessly name-dropped their sister "but I told her it didn't matter. If we all looked the same, we'd be booooring!" He paced in a small circle "but she was mad. I dunno what I said. Don't sisters want to look different than brothers?" Imp sowed seeds, without realizing it. But would it work? Who knows.

"So you're like... cool too!"

"he speaks"
1/3 - met new wolf
0/3 - fight training