The family was beginning to resume the lives, returning to the way things were before the children had been born. Thus, the young Abraxas was beginning to venture out further and further. As his legs began to grow stronger, he felt better about wandering towards the edges of the cathedral. The border scents were strong, and he could smell his papa around here. Was this where he went all the time? Hm. Seemed a lot more boring than spending time with him and Kefka, who were obviously the most fun! Honestly, he wished mama would yell at papa for once about going too far from home. How was he supposed to teach them stuff if he was always doing duties? Haha. Duties. Doooooo- dy. Pouncing rather aggressively on a clump of dead grass, the russet boy growled as fiercely as possible. Maybe if he got strong, and became a great warrior, he would get to go out! He yipped a puppy howl, desperate for someone to pay attention to him. To teach him to be a warrior! He was going to be big and strong! Make everyone proud! "Speech" <

It wasn't really rare for the two of them to follow each other and be in each other's business. Agria made it too easy. She didn't seem to care that they were "too far" from the den. She did happen to be around the corner if anything, but she also believed Malleus would be watching the two heathens as well, as he promised. Kefka would stalk after his brother for quite sometime, distracting himself with other useless things until Meph cried out for someone to... play? or something? Kefka immediately turned from whatever he was doing nearby, crouching in the tall grasses and brush, before leaping out without warning, "SNEAK ATTACK!" Tripping over his giant paws was never hard for the small pup, and so he would tumble into the direction of his dark brother. Only if Meph could jump out of the way in time would he avoid the rolling fuchsia ball. Walk "Talk" Think

"SNEAK ATTACK!" a high pitched voice cried from seemingly nowhere. An unflattering shriek of surprise erupted from his tiny jaws. He whirled around, catching sight of his brother tumbling headlong towards him. Amethyst fur and pale limbs, far too close to get away. Squeezing his eyes shut, the mahogany boy could only brace for the impact. Tucking his tail between his legs, he found himself hoping that he didn't break anything when Kefka hit him. WHUMP! The breath was knocked out of him when the two collided. They didn't roll very far. Dark and pale legs tangled up, with Kefka firmly pinning him to the ground. It took a second to suck some air in. A wheezing cry of indignation was the best he could muster. "Get off me!" he snapped, scowling at his brother's chest. Kefka was bigger than him right now, putting on far more weight than he had been. Thus, the air wasn't getting into his lungs very well. "No fair!" he added, in regard to the attack. Wriggling his forelegs out from where Kefka was crushing them between their bodies, he shoved at the other boy's belly. "Don't make me bite you!" the sour mood was obvious in his squeaky little voice. This was humiliating! After calling someone to make him a better fighter, he gets smushed by his twin brother. "Speech" <