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With his penchant for soiling himself, Atreus likely needed the shower. He didn’t think about this consciously, of course. The young boy just savored all the new sensations, at least until he heard Ancelin whine from the direction of their humble abode.

He trundled over to where his brother hunkered, raising a foreleg and slinging it over Ancelin’s shoulder. With a playful growl, he yanked at his sibling’s ear. He then let go of him, jabbing his snout at his brother’s butt, giving him a little push toward the den as the rain continued to drench them.