Lost Creek Hollow too bad, you're not invited, i'm in charge - byeeee

okay, while lumpy tripped balls on the gaseous fumes that had filled the den, aengus was merrily rolling around in the dirt with a pleased and plump expression on his round face. he wasn't even remotely phased by his own stench. he wasn't even perturbed that his sister had pissed all over his rear end. he was more satisfied with the fact that he had managed to cause her to tumble down mount aengus.

the dark boy was still on his back, but his head followed sionnach as she crawled away from him. her desperation caused a childish giggle to rise from the back of his throat. aengus yapped at her with delight before righting himself and shaking his head. the fumes might have gotten to him a little more than he had thought. still, he felt right as rain and ready to tumble again.

there was no warning before the boy rose to his feet and charged like a bull in the direction of his pale sister. there was a wild glint in the puppy blue of his gaze that spoke of trouble and terror all rolled into one. in his sprint to her side, aengus had yapped five more times. this was his attempt to get her to engage in what he liked to call 'the rough-house initiative.' whether she liked it or not, she was going to be hazed right in.