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"Yep!" he exclaimed, tail swaying from side to side with slight enthusiasm as the rain fell quietly. "How about you?" As much as Spooks enjoyed being 'independent' it was practically impossible for puppies to survive by themselves in the wild for a length of time with anyone to take care of him. Her next question left him furrowing a brow as he contemplated for a short before concluding, "I was bored!" Indeed he was often plagued by boredom, hence his predilection to go out to explore and meet new individuals.


"Actually I had 3!" he proclaimed, as if having three maternal figures was supposed to be a boast of some sorts as if they were collectible figures or something along those lines. At his supposedly scary face, Spooks was quite disappointed in Borlla's unfazed expression. What was wrong with this girl? Although admittedly Spooks was too immature and goofy to really be considered scary in the first place. "It's not like you can do any better," he replied with a dismissive snort, masking the fact that she had just bruised his ego slightly. [/dohtml]

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Swift River? Being a relatively new arrival to Relic Lore, Spooks had no previous knowledge of the inhabitants that had lived here previously. As far as he was concerned he hadn't been aware of coming across any pack-owned territories, but there seemed to be quite a few loners about the vicinity.


His tiny companion decided to take up his challenge, a prospect that amused him greatly. Judging from her personality so far Spooks didn't expect her to back down, but he also doubted that she could be scary due to her less-than-intimidating size and stature. Although Spooks did have to acknowledge that Borlla's stare was rather intense for her age. It reminded him of Shiver's glares when he attempted to dirty up her well-groomed fur. But Spooks was relatively accustomed to be subjected to a steely look. A small grin of amusement twitched on his face before he began to softly snicker at her high-pitched growl. After a few seconds passed where Spooks made a feeble attempt to quell his laughter, he finally spoke. "You call that scary?" he teased.

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Spooks hadn't been expecting Borlla's blow. Although it didn't hurt he always did like to dramatize the situation and drew back his leg with a loud humph, scowling down at his smaller companion. "You're so violent! I bet you probably abuse your brothers and sisters all the time." he exclaimed with a haughty sing-song voice. Not that she was capable of dealing any real damage though. His grin only widened at the young pup's disgruntled retort but he decided to humor her. "Sure sure."


The light shower began to peter off, the smell of rain crisp in the air. It wouldn't be long until their overhang shelter was no longer needed. "I sleep wherever I want!" he boasted, as if the freedom to make a den anywhere was a source of pride. Realistically though often many days and nights went by when Spooks didn't have a very comfortable place to sleep, often settling for whatever was convenient. "Although sometimes it's kind of uncomfortable," he mused in afterthought. [/dohtml]

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Spooks furrowed his eyebrows at her words that insinuated a challenge. Granted, Swift River was pack territory after all, but was pretty sure he was capable of sneaking onto the territory for a night just to prove Borlla wrong. "Yes I can!" he protested, frowning at her. "I bet you guys wouldn't even know I was there too!" he continued, lifting his slightly higher in a display of haughtiness.

Borlla's next inquiry made him roll his eyes a little as if the answer was totally obvious. "Well I don't know this area very well to begin with. Besides right now I'm in the middle of exploring and it's kind of annoying to go back to the same den which might be far away!" he explained, tone matter-of-fact. Maybe when Spooks had explored the whole lay of Relic Lore then he would find a really good place to stay for a while until he got bored and went off to find something worthy of capturing his attention.[/dohtml]

Spooks merely scoffed at Borlla's reply at his bold claim. Clearly she underestimated him, but in a way he always felt that was better than being overestimated anyways. Despite his confidence in his ability to sneak onto Swift River territory he issued no challenge to his child companion because he didn't want to be goaded into actually entering her pack's lands just in case he got caught by a fellow pack member who was bound to be older, bigger, and much more of a threat than she was.


He gave a small chuckle of amusement at Borlla's next words as if he was a wise mentor and Borlla, his naive pupil, had said something foolish. "Pain and hardship builds character," he proclaimed loftily, "You'll become tougher that way. And it's kind of exciting trying to find a den to stay in for the night. You'll never know what you might find."