Lost Creek Hollow I am the King of respectfulness, bitches!

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the boy had grown considerably in his first few months of life. he had all but shed the awkward fumbling of his large paws and adapted to the size that his body was attempting to work toward. this was a really exciting feeling for aengus, because he was mostly eager to outgrow his sister. sionnach wasn’t the biggest, but he wanted to make sure that he was leaps and bounds ahead of her in case anything ever changed in their hierarchy. so long as he could smother her with his lard, he felt like he was in a good position.
 
the young frostfur boy had galloped out of the family den that morning with blinking eyes. he lifted his muzzle to the air and drank in the taste of rain. it would be another damp day, but aengus didn’t mind all that much. his goal was to seek out the nastiest puddle that he could find so he could evolve into his final form: mud monster 9000.