Golden Glade Words Unspoken

Hawthorn offered Rose a small smile when she bounded over and greeted him, but otherwise remained utterly expressionless as he followed her out of the den and into the tunnels that led to the outside world - the world he so loved. But before Hawthorn could appreciate its beauty, he was, as always, interrupted by his runt of a big brother - possibly the sibling he disliked the most out of all his siblings. The tiny runt pushed past Tiggy but Hawthorn was large, much larger than the albino and so he stood his ground and growled as fiercely as he could at his brother, opening his mouth to repeat the words that his big sister had said moments go, "No," Hawthorn said, expression contorting in displeasure. "Ro....no. No..go. Bad."

Then Hawthorn left, bounding out from the cave while shaking out his pelt. He didn't want to spend anymore time with the annoying white squirt that was his big brother. Big brother - ha! He might be older, but he would never be bigger. Nevertheless, his displeasure was soon forgotten when his paws touched the outside world, and while he didn't smile, his eyes gleamed with a rare pleasure. "Pwayy!" he responded to Rose and bounded excitedly to where his older sisters were, wagging his tail quickly.