Two Rivers Isle HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOUUU

It took him less than two seconds to shoot himself out of the den. He had been cautious not to wake daddy up, but he was sloppy and didn't check twice to make sure he hadn't messed up. He was just too excited for today was the day mom kept talking about! He wasn't completely sure what party meant, but it sure sounded like fun!

SHOOT. He'd forgotten his present, one that he'd put a lot of effort into catching the day before. He quickly scooted back inside the den to get it, issuing a hushed hurry to Vassago on his way back out with a dead vole in his mouth and a happy tail swirling behind. This was going to bE GREAT.

He noticed his brother's shaking on their way up the hill, and he rolled his eyes thinking 'please not again'. But he was a brother, and brothers needed to hold eachother's back. So he did just that and allowed the already larger boy to use him as emotional (but mostly physical) support until they reached the top. Once there he dropped the vole, checked it wasn't moving, and once sure it wouldn't escape he threw his brother a 'see? it's not that scary!' look before sitting next to mom.