Hideaway Strath to black widows and vipers

Alduin is a sly bastard. He’d actually managed to sneak away from his, always watchful, mother beast, @Simmik. He doesn’t know where he’s going and isn’t aware of the dangers it poses, but he’s going! A hawk or eagle could think he’s a tasty snack. Or a stray fox or maybe even a coyote that snuck in could snatch him up, but he doesn’t know that. He doesn’t even care. No one would dare hurt him, he knows his mother and father would never allow it. So he trots and walks with a pep in his step as if he’s invincible.

He follows his nose and he catches a scent! A purple tongue falls from his mouth in excitement and circular brows furrow in concentration to try and follow it. He doesn’t know it, but the smell is @Arlette’s scent. His fat paws drive him forward until he sees a familiar face. A face he doesn’t know the name to, but a face nonetheless. Another one like him! Small and chunky! Another pup!

His curled tail wags vigorously and a toothy grin riddled with mischief much to like his fathers spreads across his fat little face. He clumsily runs over, barking in excitement. He’s tired though, his paws hurt a bit from such a long walk, but the excitement overweighs the pain.

Alduin moves over to the midnight pelted female and barks once at her. If allowed, lifting a meaty paw to rudely bat at her with it. Play with me! I demand it! Purple tongue falling from his lips and teeth displayed in a playful open mouthed grin he barks once more. He wants her attention and he demands it now!