Despite his calm demeanor, and his quiet presence in any crowd, Cináed was far from well-behaved… it wasn’t that he was misbehaved – he was a pup and he did pup-like things like wandering too far from the den to explore and learn about the world he’d been so rudely thrust into without any real warning… he hadn’t gone too far, just into the tree line around the den, looking and sniffing about as he tried to trade different scents that his sniffer picked out, ocean blue eyes locked on a particularly interesting leaf on the ground, one that he must have tackled and pounced on at least three or four times by now…
His ears were perked, tail wagging furiously as he continued to bat at the leaf, deciding it was his friend and that he might keep it, as long as he could keep it away from Flair… sometimes he thought that if he had something, Flair would want it just so he couldn’t have it! Well, that wouldn’t do, now would it? No, this was his friend..! It didn’t say much like him, just kinda left out a ruffle-y noise when he pounced on it… that was a good sign, right?
The ebony-coated pup didn’t know much, other than that he liked what was his, and he really liked wrestling around, whether it was with a leaf or with one of his sisters, it didn’t particularly matter to him… not to say he had to constantly be wrestling in the dirt… it was just fun.