Neverwinter Forest will it spin, will it soar

He found a speed he liked, and the scenery seemed to agree as the winding road granted him an easy view. The yearling set his pace to a contented cruise. He carried on, even as that oh-so-familiar feeling of being followed started to lurk up the back of his neck, but he wasn't on the mountain anymore; his siblings didn't seem to be the most obvious of choices yet. He swallowed, pivoted an ear carefully. What.. even..

Following quite an announcement that threw any and all suspicion right out, he realized that he should've known. His little brothers were always around to keep him on his toes. "Arc!!!!" he barked out, having flung up his tail to the rush of dark fur coming his way. "What are you even doing out here??!" he yapped, though in the next breath he lunged at the younger Ostrega to lovingly smother him with his front legs.