tiny paws scuffled against the soil as a tiny black pup darted across the land. With is small tail up high he ran as fast as his little legs could carry him. Purple eyes looked straight ahead as his tongue lolled out to the side. Kairos suddenly tried to stop as he saw a small puddle ahead. With a tumbling attempt he failed; the tiny black pup went right into the muddy water.

He lay in the water with his limbs sprawled out. a tiny giggle was heard as he rolled in it. Oh how his mother would kill him if she caught him in this muddy water. But for now why not enjoy the freedom? His brothers weren't too far behind him along with their mother. Kai let out a squeak of delight as he rolled around some more.

"I'm the king of the mud!" he exclaimed.

With that he stood up and stood there dripping wet with muddy water. The small pups purple eyes landed on the path he had used to come here. Where were his brothers? Hopefully Tiberious and Pericles didn't prove to be too slow. Did Kairos win? He beat them to the muddy puddle!

With a small smile his tiny black tail wagged as he waited for them.

Instead of taking off full speed, little Pericles had been running at a good pace, not too fast like Kairos who had been in the lead. The way he was doing it Peri could run longer since he wasn't using too much energy. He was a little bit away from his mother and Tiber, that way they would not give him away when he tried to sneak up on Kai. He made sure to stay near vegetation, covering his light colored pelt. He managed to make his way behind Kai without being noticed, tail wagging behind him as he slowly moved forward, going unseen. He made sure his paws would not crunch any leaves or twigs, moving his large paws around them until he was just within jumping distance. Then he pounced with a bark, forepaws stretched out in front of him as he tried to tackle his brother. I'm the new king! Leave my mud you tresspasser! ooc: Sorry for such crappiness, had less muse than I thought. "normal. talk. think. you."

Tiberious raced after his siblings, tail wagging easily in the ear as he chased after Kairos and Pericles. The trio were all aiming for the same mud puddle, it seemed, so Tiberious allowed himself to slow down, giving Kairos a chance to claim the mud puddle. Hmm. What was he going to do? Grinning wickedly, Tiberious crouched low to the ground, tail wagging against the snowy earth. "Yeah, right!" Tiberious giggled loudly, shifting his weight as he tried to remember what his mom had taught him about hunting. His ears pricked in his brother's direction as Tiberious wriggled, getting ready to launch himself at Kairos. Only to have Pericles beat him to the punch. Grumbling irritably, Tiberious, shifted his weight and dug his claws into the earth. He took a moment to figure out what his next action plan would be as Pericles proclaimed his leadership of the mud puddle, only to decide that it hadn't really changed at all. Smirking, Tiberious flung himself at Pericles, aiming to bowl the other pup over. He stood tall, trying to lift his head over his brothers'. "I'm Chief of the mud puddle! Like Unca Gargie!" Giggling happily, Tiberious wagged his tail joyously as he proclaimed himself to the world. It didn't matter if he had knocked Pericles over or not. He was still better because he was awesome and he was a Chief. Which was better than a King. Because Uncle Gargie was a Chief and he wanted to be like Uncle Gargie one day. Speech

The boy crept silently as he watched his cousins romp in the mud. Both his parents seemed to have gone on a vacation or whatever, so he was free! Free to romp in the mud and play with his siblings. Emerald eyes watched them from the bush was in until finally he couldn't take it anymore. Tail waved high behind him excitedly as he charged from the bushes leaves sticking to his fur laughing all the while.

In one giant leap he splashed into the mud puddle giggling in delight as his small body splashed the murky water in all directions soaking him and possibly anyone in close proximity to him.

"Hiya guys! I wanna play!"

A small snicker was given at his two brothers. Kai lay in the muddy water drenched and dirty. His brothers had stolen the throne from him! Purple eyes narrowed as he tried to hold a serious face. With a mighty stand as he puffed out his chest Kairos spoke. "This....means...Waaaaarrrrr" he screamed with a giggle as he ran and pounced on Pericles before pushing Tiberious down in the mud puddle. As Kai looked back on his work he let out a playful growl. "I'm the King! I'm the King! No trespasser of this land shall take my throne!" he proclaimed "Up and at em brudders! Lets see a real attempt this time!" he said as he stood with his tiny black tail swaying back and forth. Kai stood in a defensive position in the middle of the muddy puddle as he waited to defend his puddle. How Keki would have a fit when she found them like this. But it would be different if Aunt Maka was here; she would let them have their fun. The three brothers had run a ways ahead of their mother; perhaps she was having a little bit of trouble keeping up with her three little rascals. Kai stood ready to defend himself and his throne. Brother verse brother verse brother, who would win?!?! With a small giggle he was ready to pounce on Tiberious before cousin Creed came reeling in the water! A splash was made as Kai braced himself. The small black pup laughed as he was in the splash zone. "Of course you can play cousin Creed! Buuuut I'm taking you into an alliance! We can both be the Kings of this puddle! As long as we keep my brudders off our turritery(territory)!" he said while slamming a white toed paw down into the puddle creating an enthusiastic splash. Speech,

ooc: Since the family is big and kind of complicated to remember who is who, Pericles thinks Gargoyle is his Grandpa along with Cifer while Ocena and Crusade are his grandmas. And thinks Creed is his cousin.

One moment he wastrying to tackle Kai, and the next he was getting tackled by Tiber. The grey pup landed in the mud puddle with a splash, his grey coat being covered in gooey browness. Laughing shot up into the air as he twisted and turned in the mud, snearing it into Tiber's face before rolling over and running off a few feet then stopping to turn around. He stood that with a grin, tail wagging madly behind him, watching and thinking of what he would do next. Tiber had delcared the mud puddle his, calling himself Chief like Grandpa Gargie. This made Peri raise his head high and laugh, his attention moving away from his brothers and to the new wolf who had come upon them, charging in and splashing in the mud. It was Creed, and he wanted to play! Yes, perhaps Peri could get him to join him, claim the mud puddle together! Yes. He would try getting to him before the others. He charged towards his cousin, a large grin on his face, not paying attention to Kairos talking about war and blah blah blah. He came to a skidding stop though when Kai beat him, telling Creed he could be an ally as long as he helped Kai keep his brothers off his territory. No Creed, join me and Tiber! We shall rule the mud puddle together! He barked, with a wag of his tail the boy sprinted forward and came to a stop to stand beside his cousin, tail wagging and head held high with a grin. "normal, talk, think, you" For Azzykins! Coding by Andy, picture by Ocena <3

~*~ (ooc: not planning on Gargie taking part in anything - just wanted to show that the pups are not unguarded) High above the heads of the little warriors, stretched out relaxing on a shelf of mountain stone, was the real Chief in the pack. Not of a mudpuddle, but of all of Glaciem. He didn't mind this intrusion upon his territory however, he'd give up this one mud puddle, just this once, in order to watch the doings of his pack's children. No doubt they thought they were quite brave - running off alone away from all grown up eyes to wage war in the shelter of the Glaciem pines. But they had not without supervision for more than a minute or two. Gargoyle was too protective for that. The only marring fact to so idyllic a scene was that his companion Frisk was not around to join in. The mink was getting older. The critter had been Crusade's pet before he'd been Gargoyle's and already it had nearly exceeded the usual lifespan of his kind - all the fresh meat from wolf hunts had done him good. It was hard to reflect on any sort of sad thoughts, however, when there was such happiness and energy going on below him. He was aware of two new pups entering the arena and watched through bland yellow eyes to see what would come of it. ~*~ ~Don't want to let you down, but I am H.e.l.l.b.o.u.n.d.~

~*~ The boy came tumbling along, speaking in a pupish ramble to the stately little she-cub that walked beside him. "Yeah! And my Mom was telling me dee other day that she was a big, dangerous warrior! She once took an eye offva mountain lion!! I'm gonna be just like that one day, only I wanna fight all da different aminals!" Cross growled happily, his green eyes flashing with excitement. He broke into a lope and bounded in circles around his 'cousin' Orica. But then they came into view of the mudwar, and the shouts of the last two warriors reached their eyes. Cross perked immediately - jumping forward up onto a fallen log (which seemed an immense height to him) and standing like a bird-dog on a scent. His white, fluff chest puffed out as he surveyed the doings of his brothers and cousins. His tail wagged in a grey blur of excitement. But who's side would he join? Kai's or Peri's? His first instinct was to fight alongside his littermate Creed, but Peri now seemed like he could use the help. Of course, he seemed to have Tiber- and Tiber was Chief! Cross chuckled - though it came out in merely a pupish giggle. "Deaff to d'ose that thwreaten the Chief! Rahh!" Cross leapt from the log and dove headlong into the melee - he pounced straight at Kai, trying to take one of those lovely black ears in his milk teeth and tackle him to the ground. ~*~

~*~ Orica's little white paws made quite a different patter upon the forest floor, than did Cross's big thudding ones. It seemed to her that all her 'siblings' were giants, and she the runt of the litters, but, having known this from her day of birth and lived with it already, quite a while, she barely gave it any notice. She could still wrestle and tumble with the best of them when she wanted, but more and more, lately her thoughts turned to fixing up wounds instead of causing them. ....She did still like causing them though. And to be perfectly honest, the desire to heal came, at first, not from a pure, angelic wish to do good, but as a way to show skill and talent - a power of her own! Anyone could make bruises and cuts - but not everyone could heal them away afterwards. In time, no doubt, these bits of her attitude would iron themselves out, but for now, she retained the simplistic, benign selfishness that all young creatures can't help but have. Orica's bright blue eyes danced as she watched her 'brother' dance about. They were all her 'brothers', and Crucible was her 'sister'. It just happened to be that they were all from different litters. But it was wonderful that way! It meant that they all had three mothers! Plus lots of aunts. And they had their father Gargie to watch over them. (Orica couldn't quite bring herself to call Cifer a father as well, for, for some unknown reason, he scared her a little) Rogue was as good as a father to the little fae as well, and she counted herself as the happiest wolf in the world to have such a large family. When Cross broke off from speaking, and then leapt off his log into the mudpuddle, Orica hopped up to - scrambling against the bark to make it to the top of the fallen tree. She overlooked her 'siblings' all muddy and silly and she grinned happily. "When you're all done - I'ma make you undeaded!" So saying she hopped off the log - but didn't run into the fighters. She went past them and started rotting around in the leaves and trees and dirt. Uncle Rogue had been telling her about certain herbs, but this was all pretend - she happily grabbed at the nearest stuff she could find - pine needles, mainly - and started making her own little aid station off to one side of the clearing. ~*~

Cousin Creed made his appearance, and Tiberious yipped in delight, little tail wagging as he opened his mouth, ready to claim Creed to his team when Kairos proclaimed that Creed was on his team. Pouting, Tiberious whined slightly, but was reluctant to say anything. Not yet, at least. But he could make this work for him, right? And indeed, in the moments that followed, more pups appeared, and Cross came flying into the melee, bowling Kairos over. A yelping giggle escaped Tiberious, and he launched himself in the direction of Creed, "Yer mine!" The pup proclaimed as he attempted to knock Creed over into the mud. It was only proper that Creed got muddy too! Giggling joyously, Tiberious lifted his head from the mud, where he had gone sprawling regardless of whether or not Creed had gone down with him. "Ohrica!" He chirruped, "Ah fink dat Kairos is gonna need alotta help getting undeaded!" Tiberious was joyous, tail wagging happily as he turned bright cobalt eyes on his brother, giggling as he spoke his next words loudly and boldly, "'Cause we're gonna rule da mud puttle!" Let them challenge him now! EVen though he was laying in the mud, they ruled the mud puddle! His team was the best! Speech

Later than some of his fellow siblings to the gathering, Galileo took his time in arriving. He had tailed Tiberious when the pup had escaped from the den, and curious to see what was going on, Gali had been hot on his heels. Once he had spotted the mud puddle that the pups had brawled over, Galileo had sat back in the shadows, trying to decide if he wanted to get involved. His nervous nature ruled that he shouldn't, but as he watched, Galileo found himself peering at the stances of his siblings, trying to guess how best to knock them over, to proclaim his dominance over all of them and rule the mud puddle, just like he would rule his own pack some day. Maybe. Hmm.

Tail wagging a little, Galileo melted out of the shadows only when his sister made her appearance, padding up to Orica and settling back on his haunches beside her. His tail wagged in greeting, a more absentminded thing as the quiet male examined his 'siblings' and their game. Hmm. Did he want to get involved? Or would he just watch. Perhaps he would watch for a little bit; figure out how they were tackling each other, commit it to memory, and then get involved. But that was a bit complicated for his young mind to process.

So Galileo just watched for the moment, "Orica!" The youngster called to his sister, "'Cha doin'?" Well, it looked weird. Very weird, to be precise.

His mind was like ADHD on steroids. First Kairos wanted him on his team and then it seemed they were all arguing over him. It made him feel important, just like his father was! Cross came to the scene and Creed made up his mind.

"I'm with Kaiwos!"

The boy exclaimed this proudly before Tiber came out him. Tail wagged furiously as both kids went rolling before cousin Tiber got distracted by Orica. His own head popped up from the mud with it rolling down his face. Giggle left his tiny chest as he looked up at the female.

"Okay, you cans make us undead! Then we cans kwill each udder 'gain! Then you cans make us undead!"

With that the boy rolled over trying to pin Tiber into the mud and teeth strove to clamp onto his ear with milk teeth.

[ooc: Crappy post is crappy]