Aleksei found running to be a most difficult task. He hadn't fully grasped walking in the first place! So his clumsy, messy gait was often littered with stumbles and fumbling, flailing movements that he hoped would propel him away from his younger brother. Karina's puppyish cheer was like a hyper voice to him and he awkwardly grinned, his mouth falling open as he chugged along, wobbling the whole time. Grass tickled his paw pads and occasionally his chin, the sound of rustling and trickling all around him. It was all so very exciting, almost unbelievable. Was mother keeping it a secret this whole time? It was then that there was a dull thud and the eldest Baranski sibling froze, tentatively attempting to turn around. Orren had fallen over and was now flat on the ground.
“Rrrrr! Yip!” He tumbled forward himself, and then suddenly there was a noise. What on Earth was that! Aleksei watched as his brother blinked once, twice in surprise. And then he made the sound! How'd he do that?! Scrambling awkwardly to sit in a slouched position, the eldest twisted his head this way and that way. “Rrrr … rrRRrrrruuh,” he attempted, horribly disappointed because everything much too quiet. It was nothing like Orren's! Sucking in a huge breath, the pale cub wriggled around before he let it all come whooshing out. “RrrrRRRROOOOooOOoooo!” His stubby little tail whipped the floor. “Arr! Arrrip!” He called for Karina to scoot over and join in. He'd never in such his short life made so much noise before!