Blacktail Deer Plateau thunder buddies for life

Pura and Saēna Virtúte had progressed well beyond the deaf, blind lumps that at they had once been, and with that came certain sensory drawbacks. The almighty crash jolted the little boy into a state of high alert - he was on his feet in an instant, bristling and snarling uncertainly in the direction of the wild outdoors.

Osprey seemed to have it more together - Pura was visibly afraid. It was obvious in his shrunken posture, wildly quivering limbs, and slicked-back ears; the snarl was the result of a strong instinct to stand between Saēna, who presumably lingered behind him, and 'badness' - an entirely involuntary reaction. That duty weighed heavily on him now. "Happ-ing?" the freckled pup mewled at the younger Osprey, whose bum connected softly with his nose. "Bad?"