Stone Circle Slept So Long

Burr's curled tail wriggled back and forth when Mawk not only replied, but planted a lick across the top of his head. He grinned widely up at his father with eyes bursting with affection, and his paws danced idly on the ground below as he spun around to face Illecebra. He had no less affection for his mother and he fixed her with a sunny expression to show her that he loved her, too. That a fierce (read: adorable) battle had just ensued between the three pups was hardly evident in Burr's reaction to his parents, though Illecebra reminded him of it promptly.

"Bu' maaa," protested the greyscale pup as he stilled his fidgeting feet, "I don' wanna be a figh'er!" Rowana might one day make a fierce competitor based on her winning streak, and Cyron could certainly hold his own as well when he wasn't busy goofing off, but while Burr also wasn't a pushover, his budding interests lie elsewhere. Granted, he changed his mind on nearly a daily basis. Today he wanted to grow up to be a messenger, but by tomorrow he would change his mind to caretaker, and then hunter the next day, and so on. Nevertheless, fighter almost never made the top three list.