Little soldier boy As soon as he had gotten up this morning his first question was if he could go find one of their guests to play with. He wasn't sure how long the other kids would be staying so he definitely needed to make sure he was up early and get around to meet each one. You never knew which one would be your new best friend in Titus's opinion. As soon as his mom let him go he was off with Andrei flying by his side. He had one destination in mind, the guest rooms to collect one of the new kids. He didn't care which right now but definitely wanted to make friends with one. As soon as he was there in front of the newly wed couple's kids room he put on his biggest grin as Andrei landed on the handle and gave the door a couple quick raps. His tail was wagging happily as he waited to meet one of them. He could give them a tour or even show them the training room! Or he could if Uncle Art was in his forge show him the sword him and Uncle art had sharpened! The possibilities were endless! Walk, "Talk", Think Come marching home

Balrog blinked groggily as the soft rapping on the door woke him. He was still curled up on his bed of furs, his obsidian stone eyes catching the morning light. His sister, Selene, was still fast asleep next to him, but the sound of Titus’ excited tail wagging brought a small smile to his lips.

He padded softly over to the door, his ears twitching at the sound of Titus on the other side. The excitement in his voice was unmistakable, and Balrog couldn’t help but feel a flicker of excitement himself. He nudged the door open with his nose, peering up at the larger pup with curiosity.

"Hi," Balrog greeted, his voice quiet but friendly. "I’m Balrog. Who are you?" His tail swayed just slightly, curious about what the day might hold with this enthusiastic new friend. Balrog slipped out of the door and closed it quietly, eagerly awaiting the older pup's response.

"Balrog"