Blackfeather Woods Sneaky Sneaky Pups

No that's fine! Let's just pretend it's some kind of arctic species or something :P

And just as quickly as the kid had picked interest in the nest, it banished, and his attention was redirected with a sharp turn. Suddenly, Pietro was attempting some kind of awkward hug thing on Damien's chest, and the older male felt warm. "I love you too, brother," woofed Damien in a low voice, returning the warm gesture to his baby brother.

The love he felt for Pietro was the same love he felt when he first licked Kendra's nose and the same he'd always had for his mother and Potema. It was even very similar to the way he felt towards Burke, but that one hug had helped him realize something. This feeling, this kind of love, it was the exact same feeling he had towards his brother, Cicero.

Damien snapped out of his thoughts when another cold snowflake glided down landing on his nose this time. He looked up and saw that those two had been the first in a snowstorm, and the clouds above were getting darker and more threatening.

"We better get inside before the storm hits." said Damien, and then nudged at his brother's butt to prompt him to going back to the den. Perhaps they could find something fun to do inside this time.