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Dangerzone

Lana Tainn

All Welcome! A special mention for the siblings of course! @Cannon & @Suka

Lana had been happily mouthing a clump of dirt when she caught movement in her peripheral vision. Interest piqued, the girl craned her neck to get a better look. Puppy-blue eyes narrowed as she studied the thing. It was unlike all other things she had seen before. It was white instead of the usual black, puffy where the blobs normally zooming through the sky were more defined. Nope, definitely not something the young Tainn had ever noticed before, which meant that she had to taste it. The dirt clump already forgotten, Lana scrambled towards the puff.

Her gaze remained fixed on the thing as it swayed with the breeze, swirling, zig-zagging, and diving just out of her reach. Now if only it would come down here. Offering a bark to let it know that it should definitely make it's way into her mouth, Lana opened her mouth to catch it. Down, down it came, just as she had wanted it to, before another gust swept it back up into the air. This elicited a series of unhappy noises to fly from her throat. Everything from barks, to growls, and huffs of frustration.

She even tried to jump in an attempt to catch the offending puff, but unfortunately, her tubby frame was unable to cooperate, and she ended up more or less just lurching at the thing.

the battle gun

Cannon Tainn

"No no n-n-n-n-o" The young Tainn babbled, batting at a nearby flower whilst simultaneously trying to drown out the noise that was his sister. "Nno-nn.. No" He hummed again, what a fun word! He'd picked it up after about the trillionth time it came out of his mothers mouth. It was his favorite word, never mind it being the only word he knew. Was it Naira's favorite word too? "N-n-No. No!"

After discovering that the flower was better suited for his stomach, Cannon moved onto the next interesting thing he could find, which was-- Wait. Angry noises. Why angry noises? Turning his head to meet the small fae's frame, the Tainn had unearthed that Lana too had found a delicious snack! "No! Nnnoooo!" He yipped, tumbling over to his kin's side. She would just have to share, wait, scratch that. He'd eat it first. Leaping into the air, the little lad attempted to catch the small puff between his jowls. Easier said than done, no wonder she was so upset!

After failing, Cannon decided that his sister had it all figured out after all. He'd join her in her angry growl fest. Surely the thing would come down with some reassurance.

Everyone is still welcome to join!

Relief washed over the dark cub as Cannon's squeaky voice pitched in. Surely the fluffy thing would come down now that she had backup. Through denim-colored eyes the elder sibling watched as he attempted to scoop the thing from the air, her heart pounding behind her tiny rib-cage. They would have it now!

Excitement turned to disappointment as his jaws missed by.. well a lot. Rather than discouraging the fae, his failure only served to light the fire in her heart once more. Releasing another series of growls, and yips, she watched as it teased them. Up and down it bobbed, side to side it swayed. Then, as if a little light bulb popped up above her head, Lana had an idea. The fat one had been right the first time. No meant stop, so the puff would stop flying if they just kept repeating the word No! "No! No! Nuh-ohhhhhh" she cried. When that didn't work, the elder sibling decided that she would just have to take matters into her own paws. Lumbering over to the fat one, Lana put her front paws on his back, feeling it sag with the weight. Yes, from this vantage point she would definitely be able to reach the target!

By 'A lot' I probably mean just like...Ten.. He's a big baby.

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Cannon Tainn

Cannon growled as his eldest sister attempted to climb him like some sort of barbarian. Who the heck did she take him for?! Wiggling around, the small Tainn attempted to place the fae flat on her face. There had to be a better way to get the thing, one that didn't involve spine breaking. "W-ana owwie! W-anna too fat!" He screamed, as if he were really in any sort of position to talk.

He'd leap at it a few more times, failing each and every attempt, before noticing something.. Well, pretty extraordinary! "W-Wanna!" He gasped, eyes flickering through their surroundings. There wasn't just one puff now! There were.. Well, The boy couldn't exactly count just yet, but there were definitely a lot! Though that didn't necessarily mean anything good. The puff saw Lana's backup, and raised her like.. Way more backup! They were outnumbered! "Uh-oh Uh-oh Uh-oh!" He rambled, a bit frantic and hella conflicted. "Oopsie! Uh-oh, Sowwy!", The Tainn apologized, hoping that mother nature's small fluffies would show some mercy to the chunky boy and his kin.

"W-anna, whut do?" Cannon whispered, eyeballing the new arrivals in anticipation of the worst to come. What if even more came?

Higher and higher her neck craned towards the fluffy ball, completely oblivious to the writhing mass below. 'Yes! Just a little more, and..' With all the grace and balance of a rhinoceros, Lana's face met the soil. It was over and done with so quickly that she wasn't.. really sure what happened. All she knew now was that her brother had the audacity to call her fat! Muddy eyes narrowed, glaring daggers at Cannon's dark body between slits. "No! Can fat! Bery bery fat!!"

So focused on yelling at her brother, the growing cub did not notice the army of puffs dancing through the air until it was too late. Her gaze swung back and fourth wildly, zeroing in on not one, but many floaties. They were everywhere. Had she had anything to compare it to, she might have thought there was some sort of blizzard going on. Oh hell no. Not on her watch.

Without missing a beat the young Tainn charged into battle, her little barks echoing through the air, and her tiny growls vibrating deep within her chest. "Got scare!" She yipped, encouraging her brother to do the same. They would frighten the puffs away, or make the submit to their new rulers.

The pup would ignore his kin's comment about his weight for now, though only because he knew that she wasn't completely wrong. Being fat was nothing to be embarrassed about though! Hell, he'd probably last longer in the wild than her because of it! And that was something to be proud of, right? So why on earth did she get so defensive about it? Plus, if he was eating more than she was, well, that must just mean mom loved him the most.

Cannon couldn't tell if his sister was a genius or just really freakin' insane. She insisted through a series of barks that they shouldn't apologize and back down from the strange puffs, but rather scare them? Was that really their ace? What if they had a better one? Though there weren't many other options if they weren't going to take his route, and maybe if they were loud enough they'd be able to recruit even more help! "Hey Yer... Yer fat!!" The Tainn growled. Hell, if it made Lana so upset, maybe it'd work on them too. Assuming they weren't as reasonable as he was, that is. "Fat fat fat fat fat!!!" He repeated, almost enjoying himself too much. Though they didn't seem to be responding back with much..

(This post was last modified: Jun 27, 2017, 05:37 AM by Cannon.)

Their series of shaky growls, and barks proved to be ineffective when it came to the strange flying creatures that weren't quite bugs or birds. The puffs didn't even seem to notice, still swaying wantonly this way, and that. Like arrows on a compass, her black ears swiveled back to rest atop her crown. All that ruckus for nothing. Just a little disheartened, Lana let her rear-end thump to the ground. "No work Can." They didn't even succeeded in calling reinforcements. Suka hadn't come to their aid, nor had Trey, or their Mum. The whole thing seemed to be a gigantic waste of time.

That was, of course, until one of the floaties swirled around, and blew straight onto her nose. Oh no! They were attacking now! A tiny growl ripped through her throat, as she flung her muzzle to the side. Fortunately, the puff was unable to hang on, and was forced to float once more. This time though, it remained low enough for her to snap between her jaws. Once the youth was sure that the white ball of fluff had perished, she set spat it out. "Bite! Can Bite!!!" The solution had literally been attached to her face the whole time!

The young pup watched in horror as their enemy finally made an attempt of attack. It dive-bombed Lana's face! She hadn't even been prepared! Honestly, what a low blow. Though at the same time, as cowardly as it was, Cannon still couldn't deny how strategic it had been. She shook her snout from side to side, trying to free herself from the beats grasps, then, well, she ate it. 'No fair!' The boy thought, because Gods knew he was always down for a snack. But with that in mind, how had he not thought of the idea himself? Well, in his defense they didn't exactly meet the required appeal for superb snackage. Oop, she spit it out. What a waste.

"Bite?" But they don't taste good, right? She didn't swallow it, so that means they're icky? Why on earth would he want to chow down on something icky? Oh, come on Cannon! This is life or death we're talking about here! "B-bite. Okay!" He leaped in the air, vigorously chomping at the small puffs. Whether or not he actually caught any, well, debatable. But at the very least the tiny threats would feel shaken, perhaps.

Lana's dark muzzle cut through the air, her tiny teeth closing shut around each and every fuzzy. Her tiny paws kicked up granules of dirt as she lunged herself forward in pursuit of the offending creatures. She was so lost in the great battle that it seemed like nothing else existed. There was no before, there would be no after. It was only here, and now, dodging this way and that. A quick look here and there to make sure her brother was holding his own, and then right back in the fight. He moved much more swiftly than she had imagined. Had she not been in the middle of an all out war, she might have felt pride swelling into her gut. Cannon had her back, and she had his. The two of them, oddly enough, made a great pair.

Finally, when all of the white puffs ceased to float, and the squeaky barks faded from the air, Lana fell to the ground. Her body was hot, her paws slick with sweat, her tongue lolling off to the side. It was done. They had won. "'eee did it Can." she managed through breaths. Their small family was safe once more, but she was exhausted.

"'isss nuh-night naaow." Which meant it was time for the last hurdle. She would somehow have to pull her tiny frame away from the soil and drive it towards the den.

(This post was last modified: Aug 30, 2017, 05:44 AM by Lana.)

Cannon's initial thought was in fact correct. After letting the small puffs settle on his tongue for a while, they were found to be quite disgusting. Flavorless, dry, strange texture, the list really did go on. Honestly if they were going to put the pair through that much of a hassle, the least they could of done was taste decent! He was angry, more angry than he'd ever been in his whole life probably. Though all of that frustration seemed to dwindle down a bit after hearing the next words to be spoken from his kin.

It was over?! They actually did it?! Cannon couldn't help but grin as his head shot over toward his sister. They were conquerors now. This battle proved it. "Aaaa!!!" The pudgy boy screeched with excitement. Though what did this mean for them now? With such a great accomplishment under their belts, did that mean they were the new alpha's? Oh Gods, how would he ever break this to dad? "Wana wut we do now?" Suka was going to be so jealous. Yesss. "Wana I sweepy." He wasn't ready to rule, not before a good heavy nap at least. Maybe they didn't have to tell anyone immediately. Yeah, maybe this could wait just a bit longer.