I thought Dublin needed a bit of action, since I just got back from vacation. According to the guidebook, he's around the age where he can speak somewhat clearly. If anyone wants to say hello or something, it's okay.
Dublin wandered around, sniffing things. It was interesting to him, what he could smell. He was outside his mother's den, but where he thought that if anyone needed him, he was in plain sight. He was mumbling small words as he smelled stuff "nice smell...ewww...ucky smell." Now, Dublin could say simple words like these, as well as "Mama" for his mom, "Dada" for his dad, "Bala" for his sister Szabala, "Mear" for his sister Eimear, and "Rian", for Rian. He turned back to the nice smell and started examining it with the rest of his senses. It looked nice, at least to Dublin.
Dublin pawed at it. It didn't seem to do much. Dublin noticed that when he pawed different things, they had different reactions. The ground didn't seem to care. Dublin liked pawing that, it was fun. He liked that different ground had different feel. Dublin thought the soft ground was the nicest. He could roll around in that, and it was nice on his fur.
Kieran came across his son. He had been absent lately going out and about searching further than was needed for food. Though summer was fast upon them and the life was coming back to the forest, he still was worried that he would not get enough food for his little ones. It was with surprise and gladness in his heart he came across his son Dublin. He bent to the front and gave the boy a cheerful chuff, to see if he would join him on fun.
Dublin heard a noise. What was it? It scared him. He looked and saw his father "Dada!" he cried, grinning and not afraid anymore. He pushed his head against his father playfully, giggling, "Play! Play!" Dublin laughed. He liked being with his father. Dublin bounced up and down, pleased.
wrap this up and have an updated one? Sorry i was MIA my computer crashed and my phone hates me on a good day. I am going to see about making his absence that he went on a hunt?
Kieran smiled and bent down further his tail wagging. He chuffed and playful leaped forward and touched his small son with his paw lightly. THen danced back to position.
Yisser a go Dublin
Kieran's tell wagged more ferociously, he was excite to have some play time with one of his boys.
ok
Dublin giggled as he pawed at his father's paws "
I be so strong!" he said, as he spun around. He loved when he could play with his father, and his tiny tail was wagging fast.
Kieran pawed at his son again, laughter on his face. Aye Dublin. You'll be so strong. Jist loike yisser mama an' me.
Kieran bobbed his head and pawed at Dublin again. Goading the child into grasping his paw and fighting back just a little.
Dublin playfully gnawed on his father's front paw, his small puppy teeth not doing much damage, but it was fun for him. He grinned as his father said that he would be strong. He giggled, happy that his father thought he was worth 'fighting' with.