The little one was curled against her mothers belly, the heat that pooled off of her was a great comfort to her small body. She could feel her brother by her side, just as he always was. But today was a bit different. Today, Mercy was feeling rather bold. The tiny beast's purple eyes flew wide open, her body shaking slightly as she stood upon her already lanky legs. She was an awkward looking pup already, her fathers height giving her those long legs and her mother and already long tail. She almost looked like a pup walking upon stilts. Ever careful, the small female picked her way out from her mothers belly, just about tripping on Othello's huge tail. She wanted to bite it and play with it, but that would most likely awaken her mother, and she didn't want that.

Mercy looked out at the maw of the cave, brilliant spring light shining into the dark cavern. With an awed look on her face she padded towards it, checking over her shoulder quickly to make sure that no one was awake yet. She didn't see her father, but it didn't dwell on her that he may be just around the corner. To her, she was now free. A tiny giggle left her maw as she pranced towards the cave entrance, tripping on her own goofy paws. Mercy's face thumped into the ground, and she just laid there all sprawled out for a moment. It didn't even dawn on her that she was on the ground for a moment, and as she looked at the earth below her her head tilted. "No ground, no be so cwose!" She said, swatting the ground with her paw. "You 'posed to be far 'way, no so cwose to mah face!" She said with a giggle, picking herself back up and shaking the dirt from her snowy coat. Looking down she was satisfied at the distance between her and the earth, patting the hard pact dirt gently. "Good ground, you stay!" She said, keeping her voice low as she trotted out of the den.

The young girl paused when she reached the edge of the cavern, her purple gaze looking out at the whole new world that expanded before her. Letting out a quick breath of air, she reached out and placed her paw on the dewy grass. She squealed when her paw made contact with the strange substance, quickly glancing behind her to make sure that she didn't wake anyone up. Looking back at the task on hand, she fully placed her paw on the earth, wiggling at the wetness on her paws. And then, with a mighty leap, she jumped from the den and onto the grass, all four paws making contact with the cold strands. A squeal of delight left her maw as she danced upon the wet grass, a carefree giggle leaving her little maw as she spun around and around. Suddenly feeling very dizzy, the pale pup flopped onto her back and looked up at the sky, the clouds above her moving in a circular motion. "No fluffs, no spin so fast~ Too fast, too fast!" She called, giggling again as the world around her spun, not seeming to care about the wetness that seeped into her coat.

"Revenge Speech"
"Mercy Speech"

Since the day he had been forced into the cold wind and cried for his first taste of mothers milk he had slowly been learning. He knew he had a sister and a mother and a father who was strong and powerful within this pack. He had to admit that he enjoyed the small pleasures, like the warmth of his mother?s belly and the sweet taste of her milk. He adored his each tidbit their father gave them, each possible recognition or pride that he might show.



He would be aware the moment the Mercy moved from his side. He often positioned himself against her, sharing in her warmth. He did not move however as she slipped away but to open his dark eye, concealed by his paw that lapped over his nose. A slow smile was dawn upon his white muzzle as he listened to the sound of her fading pawsteps. He waited until she was a little bit ahead before he in turn would unfurl himself. His long tail would sway behind him as he pulled himself slowly to his paws. He would go down low on his gangly paws and creep ever forward. Her little sister would squeal and he tucked himself low and into the shadows of the cave, knowing she would turn around. He waited a few heartbeats until the cost was clear before rising again and stalking after her form once more.



His sister had jumped onto the grass and he would find himself also at the caves end. He watched her spin around until she was so dizzy she likely didn?t know up from down. At this point he would bunch up his back forwards and leap onto her form. He gave a quite laugh, not wanting to wake his mother as he aimed to squish his dizzy sister.


"Revenge Speech"
"Mercy Speech"

A long stride would carry him back to the den, vibrant yellow eyes watching out for the sight of their home. He knew his children would be getting curious, and needing to venture outside so he had been keeping a focused eye on the entrance. He was quiet at his approach, hearing a tiny voice from father off. He would peer through the spurts of new growth that had appeared with the start of spring keeping himself hidden as he watched the two children emerge from the den. Obviously Othello had not yet awoken, she was rather difficult to disturb. He would smile slightly as Mercy would twirl around, finally landing on the grass. Revenge would sneak up behind, pouncing upon his gangly sister.
He would chuckle as he let himself into the clearing, yellow gaze piercing as he took sight of the young warriors. "What're you doing out here with out your mother, little ones?" His voice was a low rumble as he towered over their tiny forms.

"Speech"

Staying awake wasn't really her forte, not at the moment. She was getting better, healing slowly from the inside. It was still painful to be full out running, but mostly she was just lazy. She couldn't even remember the last time that she had slept for this long. She didn't even stir when her two little bundles sneaked out, only when Scorpion's booming voice sounded did her purple gaze open. Blinking slowly, she groaned and curled her body around her pups. That is when the mother realized that they weren't there. Othello wasn't usually a quick waker-upper, but she jumped to her paws and gazed around the den. No pups. She heard a little oof though, and her panic left her. They must have wandered outside then. She wasn't too concerned, she knew that Scorpion never seemed to wander far. As quickly as she had woken up, Othello went back into her grumpy morning self and trudged out of the den. She squinted against the harsh light of the sun, blinking as she focused on the two little ones playing. Scorpion was looming over them, and with a soft chuckle she folded herself upon her rump and leaned against the cave wall. She would just sit here and wait, watching to see how their pups would react to their huge father. OOC : I totally pictured Othello as a human, leaning against the door jam in a fluffy house coat and a cup of coffee while writing this xD Just wanted to share that. baby you're all I need

She was trying to calm her shaky head, wondering why the earth was spinning around and around when she wasn't even moving at all. It was silly, and she didn't know how she liked it. She shook her head, wondering if she did move, it the world would stop spinning. However the lanky pup didn't have enough time to decide, because a flying ball of fur landed on her soft belly. Letting out an oof and a sharp bark, Mercy tried to chomp her sharp milk teeth onto his pale ear, growling playfully as she did so. Her hind legs also kicked up, attempting to nail her brother in any place she could land it. It was all fun and games until a large shadow loomed over the two, their dad asking why there were out here without their mom. Yipping, Mercy tried to shake off her brother and pushed and shoved her way onto her paws. She wasn't afraid of her father, she just looked up and raised a paw, trying to swat him on the nose. "But you is out here wiff out mom, so I be out here wiff out mom. Right Revengeh?" She stuttered, speech was still a learning subject right now. Her big purple eyes, so much like her mothers, gazed all the way up at the big wolf. She was stretching her neck so far up that she slid onto her back, giggling as she found herself in the same position as before. She wasn't quite able to see him properly this way, so she wiggled her butt until she had turned around, now able to look up at Scorpion. Flailing her large paws, Mercy giggled up at the big wolf. "You so tall, you wike a twree! A big, big twree!" She squealed, her paws flopping around in the air. He was pretty tall, but so were they for pups. Still, Scorpion was bigger than their mom and that was one of the only other wolves that they knew right now. Mercy's head turned as she looked at her brother, wondering what he would say to daddies words. Would he be ashamed cause he seemed bad? Mercy didn't care too much, there was no reason for him to be mad. Already she was quite the fighter, and she wouldn't take no for an answer. No one could stay mad at a being that was this adorable.

His pounce would land successful and as his sister went for his ear and would nuzzle his little teeth into her neck, although his little teeth where not strong enough to break the surface, and nor would he have tried to. Their game was interrupted by the familiar tone and approach of their father and he was quick to jump to his paws as Mercy wriggled free. His little sister would speak first and swat at their father. He himself would seat himself on his rump and allow his tail to swirl lazily behind him. ?Learning father, how to track and catch a Mercy? he said proudly, sticking his tongue out at his sister even as their mother approached them.



He spared a glance for his white Dame as she appeared in the corner of his vision and flashed her a smile before turning his attention back to his Sire.

"Revenge Speech"
"Mercy Speech"

Bright eyes would flick to Othello as she made her way to the entrance of the den, her luxurious form leaning against the entrance. He would flash her a grin as his attention settled upon their children. Mercy would squeal underneath her brother's weight, her form emerging from underneath her with a bit of struggle. She would look up to him curiously, "But you is out here wiff out mom, so I be out here wiff out mom. Right Revengeh?" He would chuckle as h elooked down at her, the difficult lesson obviously hard for her to understand. "Mercy, sometimes there are rules you have to follow, that other wolves don't have to follow. One day you'll know, but for now don't disobey me or your momma." It was a rather quiet speech, he didn't know if she was even listening to him or not. She would stretch herself farther, tiny form trying to reach up to his height. He would chuckle as she fell backwards easily. Revenge would come forward, his handsome features recalling the events a bit differently, ?Learning father, how to track and catch a Mercy? Again he would find himself chuckling light heartedly, "You remember those lessons, Revenge." He had no idea how difficult those tasks would be in the future. His beautiful daughter would find her way back to her paws, looking up at him innocently once again. "You so tall, you wike a twree! A big, big twree!" He would shake his head at her, she was being so silly. One day I'd would have to say that the two of you will be this tall. He would smile and lower his body to the ground, his teeth showing as his paws would surround Mercy's tiny body. Gently he would play with her, teeth nipping lightly at her airborn toes. WORDS HERE

Her gaze remained soft as she looked on at the scene, noticing just how different the pups were. Mercy was being a goof, trying to spit out big words were Revenge was acting the the perfect gentleman. He turned around and smiled at her, and she lifted a paw and flopped it in a type of wolf wave. She didn't feel too much like moving still, she was still attempting to wake up. When Scorpion began playing with their daughter she let out a soft chuckle, finally removing herself from the den wall and going and sitting beside Revenge. Bending over she placed a soft lick on his forehead. "I heard that you're hunting a Mercy. Were you trying to get her for leaving the den?" She asked her son, humor dancing in her purple eyes.

Othello's gaze rose to Scorpion, a big goofy grin on her maw. It was so cute to see him playing with the pups, and being such a good dad. She had to admit, she had been a bit nervous to see what he would be like around them. She was in for a surprise though, she never expected him to be this... adorable. And honestly, it was turning her on. She tried to shake the feeling though, they were around their pups for heavens sake.

She wiggled her tongue out at her brother when he said that he was trying to catch her. "You can never catch me brover! I sooooooo fast that you can't eva get me!" She squealed, shoving her nose into the sky proudly. Her serene post didn't last long though, soon she burst into a fit of giggles. She was pretty silly, even she had to admit it. Her focus was taken away from her brother when her father spoke, telling her that there were rules that she had to follow and that she needed to listen. Mercy's lower lip puckered out as she let out a huff, looking up at her dad with huge puppy eyes. "But Daaaaaaad, I just want to pway and hunt! We didn' go vewy faaaar, an' Mom is righ' there!" She whined, her long white tail shaking in the direction of her mom.

"Mercy, listen to your father dear."

Her mothers words made her pout further, but she was on her back in no time flat. She would forget about that rule for now, because it was play time. Her tree of a father spoke, telling her that they would too be that tall. She let out a pleased little gasp as her father thumped onto the ground, surrounding her body with his long legs before he chewed on her paws. Mercy squealed loudly and tried to wiggle them out of the way of his teeth, growls being interrupted with giggles. "Daaady nooo! I need those to walk pwaces!" She called, her breath wheezing as she fought to regain her breathing through all the laughing and growling.

Mercy's head rocked back and forth on the ground, trying to move her paws so that she swatted Scorpion on the nose. "Revengeh help me! The big ol' Daddy has me!" She called, laughing as she tried to wiggle her way out of the toe eating. "Brover heeeelp!" She wailed, trying to get her counterpart in on the action. Wild giggles and growled rolled around outside of the cave, bringing new life to the spring air.

"Revenge Speech"
"Mercy Speech"

Revenge would stand at attention to his father, his bright golden eyes sparkling at the older man, and it was surely clear to all that he hung on every word Scoprion spoke. When his father had finished speaking to Mercy his attention would indeed fall to the older pup and Revenge would nodd his head in quick agreement as his father told him to remember those lessons, and the boy would grin and turn one eye to his sister to see what expression she might hold.



His attention would be cought by his mother and he would now turn sunshine gaze to her. Othello would ask her son if he had been getting Mercy for going outside the den. To answer yes wouldnt be strictly true and he would shake his head. ?She was trying to be all sneaky and I wanted to be sneakier? he would admit, his voice was sheepish but his grin was spreeding wider across his maw. Mercy was intent on being silly and his gaze would turn back to her and he would shake his head in fond amusement at her words.



Scoprion would attack Mercy and she would cry out for Revenge. As any brother-Knight would do he lunged forward, aiming to land his body on Scorp's lowered head and go for the ears ?Roooar!? he would cry.

"Revenge Speech"
"Mercy Speech"

He would catch Othello watching him from the corner of his eye, swiftly he would flash her a grin and a wink as he went back to nibbling on cute Mercy toes. It seemed his father's love of pups had been passed down to him stronger than he'd originally anticipated. His daughter would squeal in protest, giggling as she begged him to stop, "Daaady nooo! I need those to walk pwaces!" She could hardly keep her breath as his laugh would mingle with her own. As she flailed her paws she would call for reinforcements, "Brover heeeelp!" Of course, just as he would hope, Revenge was quick to jump into the fray. He would roar and jump upon Scorpion's neck. Playing the part Scorpion would fall to the earth, his son's sharp teeth gnawing at his ear as Mercy was relinquished from his grasp. "Oh No! Puppy attack! Othello, help! The children have got me!" He would flail in mock distress, wanting to get Othello in on the fun.

"Scorpion's Speech"
"Othello's Speech"