Hideaway Strath Third child, restless child

Kynareth had just been right outside the den when he’d heard his pups barking and seen Simmik pull one back in through the entrance by his scruff. He made him chuckle and smile softly at them. Specifically the one attempting to escape, his little Atka. Though, not small at all by any standards, he is the youngest — a fat, healthy pup just like his brothers, the boy has a sense of adventure that Kyn knows is going to be a pain in the ass as he gets older. 

Unlike the other two, he’s noticed that Tulok is a daddy’s boy and has taken a liking to Kynareth as well as his mother of course. Alduin though, that dark little fur-ball is stuck to his mother’s ass like a fly. Not that Kyn blames him. He can tell he’s a momma’s boy though. 

Finally after just staring, he moves into the den and watches as Atka finds pebble and calls out to his mother about it. Which makes him laugh of course. Now that their eyes are open they’ve been causing all sorts of trouble. He can’t wait until they meet the rest of the pack, that should be interesting. 

So Donovan sits beside Simmik and nuzzles against her momentarily as he laughs about Atka and his newfound interest. Oh, what a cutie.