A yawn would work it way over her features as the dainty girl would awaken from her slumber, three tiny pups curled perfectly at her side as she found herself awake. Dark eyes would brush over the recently weaned children, each one only having tasted their first bit of meat within the last could of weeks. They would no longer have to rely so fully upon her for their nourishment and she would finally see a chance to start escaping them. First though, she needed to take them outside. That's all she had heard over the past three days had been asking when they would be allowed to roam outside the den. It seemed today would be as perfect as any. She was curled into Soliloquy's belly, his warmth and protection offered throughout the night as she stretched out her limbs slightly intending on disturbing her little babies and their sleeping father. "Speech"
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Life was back to normal. OK it was still far from normal given the fact that he was sharing a den with the kids as well, but at least Soliloquy was out of the dog house. For the most the children were content to simply curl up against Isolde, no disturbance to his own sleep but every now and then he found himself waking from some pest who had decided it was in fact playtime. As the man he had far more of an opportunity to escape, they didn't need him nearly as much as they required Isolde honestly he had no idea how she coped, he still couldn't wait to find some sort of freedom.
The movement at his side would indeed disturb the man from his slumber. Initially he groaned, believing that it was one of the three little furballs waking at some ungodly hour. Of course however the morning sun was streaming in through the den and it was in fact Isolde who had woken him. The little minions so far were far from making life easier, tiring him out more than normal it seemed. When were they meant to start improving and becoming fun? "Morning." He greeted, a yawn swiftly following. "Do you have to wake them?" It came slightly quieter though it was probably too late to convince her to let them rest. It was more his own rest he was after though truthfully.
The stretching and curling woke the little demon up, green eyes snapping open wide as his mothers legs stirred against him. His brother and sister were both still asleep, but with a coy smile, he knew it wouldn't last long. He heard his dad say something about waking them up, and quickly rising his head he tossed the grin at his father. Oh yes, they were waking up and they were getting out of this stupid den! Sucking in a deep breath, keeping his eyes on his father, Caesar let out a loud yowl. Jumping to his paws he pressed his weight on to Colette's tail, and then ambled his way around to his brother, stepping on his tail as well. "Get up lusers, we goin' outside!" he called, his chocolate brown tail wagging as he happily trotted towards the mouth of the den. No more being stuffed in this tiny little place, he wanted to explore!
She liked sleep quite a bit, those times in dreamland were the times she was most quiet. Though when awake Caesar really brought the competition on loud. The girl would barely stir as her mother started moving around, her ears quite deaf to the world as sleep kept its hold upon her. Though anger would surge through her as the sound of her spotted brother's loud call would cause her to wake up and grit her teeth. A loud cry that turned into a rather loud whine would leave her lips as she jumped up from the pain in her tail. Tears would spring to her eyes as she brought out the theatrics, wailing as Caesar jumped to the front of the den. "Momma!" She would scream, "Cae' stepped on my tail!" She would rush to her mother's paws, crying loudly in protest, begging for her brother to be punished. "Speech"
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Shakespeare had indeed awoken. Snuggled up against his mother he had rather quickly been disturbed in her initial movements though he had remained still, hoping that perhaps he could avoid any sort of trouble. Colette was the first to be the victim of Caesar's bullying, a stamp to her little tail which of course provoked noise from her. If the boy wasn't awake yet he certainly was now though it wouldn't save him from his brother anyway, his tail too receiving the same treatment as Colette's. A small scowl of disapproval to both the actions of Caesar and his name calling would be all that demonstrated his annoyance. He wouldn't cry to his mother, certainly not his father but he wouldn't give either sibling any attention. Instead yellow eyes would glance up towards his mother, silently seeking confirmation that any part of Caesar's words had been true. Would they be going outside? A chance to take a break from his siblings perhaps, wide open space to get away from Caesar's aggression and Colette's noise. Shakespeare was certainly the calmest of his siblings it seemed.
Normal was something she wasn't sure they would ever get back to, while Soliloquy got off rather easily when it came to their babies Isolde was usually the go to parents when it came to disputes, play, or cuddles. They seemed to learn rather quick that dad didn't always tolerate their actions. She would nuzzle the man softly, smiling at his request, but the plan had already been set in motion and their babies were quite awake as Caesar would point out so well with his voice.
She would be startled from her affections as he cried out, dark chocolate eyes would fall to the boy as he stomped on his sibling's tails. Ears would fall to her head as she went to voice her displeasure in his actions Colette would scream. One thing she'd been trying to avoid. It seemed a daily plight to calm the wronged child. The tiny spotted girl would run to her paws as Caesar fled their presence. She would sigh softly, looking to Soliloquy, "Caesar, behave or your father wont be letting you go outside." She'd gotten into the habit of using Soiloquy as her enforcer, they didn't always listen to her but dad was much more menacing. She would comfort Colette, and her bent out of shape tail before moving to nuzzle her good child, Shakespeare. He was often forgotten under the drama of his other siblings, but for his quiet approach to life she found she adored him.
Nudging Colette from her paws she would finally stand, shaking a bit of the dirt from her pelt her eyes would once more find Soliloquy, he could lead them out and decide if Caesar got to go or not.
"Speech"
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It was probably wrong to have a favourite out of the children though as the den began to wake to be honest the man certainly felt that Shakespeare was the best of the three. They didn't have much to do for now of course, though the largest of the pups did as he was told and didn't cause disturbances. Caesar would demonstrate his marvellous ability to stir up trouble now, his rough awakening of his siblings of course provoking that irritating squealing from Colette and dearest daddy would grow oh so annoyed by it all.
He had no qualms with being the enforcer and now would set to work on his job. Lifting himself from Isolde's side eyes would stare down at the fawn marked pup, a warning glare that it was best not to test that theory. Though he of course wanted the little pains out of the den, if they wanted it too and it'd be a big punishment for them to stay then Caesar would stay if he pushed his luck too much. Slowly he would move his gaze from his son and move to the entrance, leading the way for the kids to finally leave the den. Hopefully there would be no reason for punishments this morning. It was too early to deal with their dramas.