Heron Lake Plateau animals

I really hope I am doing this PPC bizness right, eep

@Kite squeaked and half-walked, half-rolled away from her brother's obnoxiously outthrust paw, her hindquarters jittering along a full half-circle farther than the rest of her before she managed to catch herself on Colt's more-gently-offered paw instead. She gratefully leaned against it as she sniffingly inspected its ginormous toes and ignored her brother and his flouncing. More than a little hypocritical of him to be dropping the "attention hog" and "drama queen" labels on anyone else, silly Owen.

Eljay was still overlooking Owen, too. It was so unfair of his sister to show up and hog the spotlight, or for any adults ever to be paying more attention to each other then to him! I mean really! He loosed an unimpressively breathy growl of frustration as he clumsily attempted to climb atop Eljay and shove his nose directly into the put-upon puppysitter's face to try and make his puppyish wishes clear. HEY. YOU. This small starving Owenpup commands your attention NOW! ...Owen wasn't sure just what he could credibly threaten a full-grown adult with if they failed to appropriately bend to his will, but he tried to put every ounce of commanding menace he could into his watery little eyes regardless as he tried to lock those eyes with Eljay's. Fear the wrath of the thwarted puppy, you.

Unfortunately, regardless of what the adults in the room might or might not do, Owen shortly found himself betrayed by his own still-growing body. He hadn't managed to plant himself on the steadiest of ground before attempting to start his little staring contest, and his oversized paws on still-wobbly legs started to shake a little. He tried to ignore their warning signs, hoping they weren't going to detract from his doubtless otherwise impressively commanding appearance, here, but it only took a minute for the whole structure to give way and send him tumbling flat onto the dirt with a loud yelp of surprise and displeasure. He flailed about like an overturned beetle for a moment before it ocurred to him that perhaps he could milk this for a little of the attention and coddling he'd been craving...and maybe even a mouthful or four of milk somehow-or-other, to help nurse him back to health? He tried to keep his hazy eyes beseeching rather than crafty as he looked consideringly from Colt to Eljay and back again, quickly escalating the volume of his murmured dissatisfaction.