Whitebark Stream now it’s quarter to three

The assumption that Kiyoshi wasn’t a competitive boy was a safe one. He had never shown signs of wishing to compete with those around him. The young pup had instead been instilled with the natural confidence of someone who simply knew what they were capable of. With age, this would turn into a dangerous thing, for he was also learning that the skills he did not practice would not be improved upon.
 
Regardless of his efforts, Toshi was ever the cheerleader. The bark of success from his sibling had pulled the sights of the pup upward to where he caught the darker-cloaked boy attempting to leap to his next mark. He succeeded on this, landing with a confident stance and a pleased expression. Kiyoshi simply hopped to the next stone so that he was closer.
 
“You did it, Toshi,” Kiyoshi remarked in an even tone. It lacked emotion, but this was simply the boy’s way. He was still pleased that his brother had accomplished his goal.