His mother's sweet voice drove fear into his heart and he tumbled quickly off of his eldest sister. Having the same thoughts as Nineva - fearing he was in trouble - the boy turned to shamefully walk towards his mother. But when he glanced upwards to gauge her reaction, her expression seemed to be almost playful. Maybe they weren't in trouble after all. The thought brought immense relief to the little boy. All he had wanted was to escape trouble, but he lay neither of the blame on Nineva and Rose. How could he? They were his sisters. He bounded after Nineva, anger forgotten as he reached his mother and watched happily as his father emerged from the shadows. He turned towards his father, pawing at his form happily. He wanted to play.
Rose's familiar yells wiped that thought from his mind and Korrin winced slightly. His little sister had done it now...
The rust colored pup glanced towards his eldest sister and her aggressive posture made a growl rumble out of his small chest. Korrin left his father's form and placed himself between Nineva and Rose. Snapping at the air between them, his message was clear. Calm down, Ninnie. There would be no more fighting tonight. Why, when they could happily play with their mom and dad? Hoping that his sister was calm now, he moved closer to her and smiled, his tail wagging in glee. He pawed at her face in a playful manner, and jumped to nip at her before running (toddling) for cover at his parent's side. Didnt they want to play too?
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