Redhawk Caldera I bet they've never had a broken heart

"Good point..." Fig replied, considering. He couldn't remember the last time he or anyone had really been ordered to do something. Asked, sure. But never had it felt like a demand. Though again, that was Towhee. When she made a request, you just did it without a second though. Would he have that same power?

He smirked at her excitement over the potential for him to become a dictator. That was definitely hard to see, though her enthusiastic involvement in such a regime was not. He glanced sidelong at her attempt to grab at his ear, keeping his pace steady as he knew it would result in her falling against his shoulder. When the inevitable happened, he turned to nip at her muzzle, thus enciting some playtime. His future as an alpha or dictator or whatever else could be on hold for a while--it was time to just be a pup with his sister again for a little while.

cool to wrap here? :)