Swiftcurrent Creek Edible spry sky

I'm editing a conclusion, since Sydney's left the game.

Julius quickly joined him. In response to his brother's query, Relonikiv began walking in a random direction. "O'er here!" he said as if he had a particular destination in mind. He did not. And leading was strange. He slowed down, secretly hoping Julius would overtake him and take the lead. Julius was much more suited to the role, with Relonikiv fitting in perfectly as his supporting role and sidekick.

"Treeth," the runt observed astutely as they drew near to a small forest. "Thooo many treeth!" He looked to Julius, wondering if the older boy would want to head in there. It looked a bit shadowy, yet otherwise innocuous. Relonikiv felt a small thread of trepidation, yet the nearness of Julius helped quash it.

Just as he'd hoped, Julius took the lead, heading right into the thick woodland. Relonikiv remained right at his elder brother's heels, exclaiming every now and then as something caught his attention. They romped there in the small, shadowy copse for a while, even starting up a rousing game that was somewhere in between hide and seek and Marco Polo.

They lost track of time. At some point, their departure from the rendezvous site was discovered and a summoning howl was sent up into the air. Giggling nervously, the two young pups scrambled back home, hoping they weren't in too much trouble.