Lost Creek Hollow bless the ones who help the cause

He's enjoying the springtime so far, it seems. With warm rays on his dark fur, he stretches out and rolls himself into the soft green grasses with low, happy growls. Lately, he's beginning to vocalize a little more and while he's not overly good at expressing himself to others with these noises yet, it's proving entertaining testing out what he can do with his broadening range.

The Ostrega is content to sunbathe lazily for a while but his wandering attention span eventually catches up, and he sits himself up. No one is in immediate sight, but a quick twitch of his nose tells him they aren't far; they never are. Silas swings back his head anyway and yodels out his best howl with no particular message in the note. He didn't need anything. Had no qualms or wants. Closest translation? Probably an awkwardly scrawled 'Həy.' for anyone to take. Or leave.

Ooc: on my phone, apologies for bad stuff. Since Silas is a pup, is he still being watched by Harlyn?

It was a strange sound. Shikoba didn't know what to categorize it as, but she knew it was a message of a strange greeting. She wasn't doing anything too interesting, she was just meditating. 

Her pace was a soft one, her paws walking over the soft and warm grass. Rays of sun painted her fur as her eyes landed upon the small pup who she had seen with Harlyn before.

A soft smile etched onto Shikoba's lips as she approached the small one. She was sure to reply though before she was seen, a yip/yodel sound was made as a response.

yep, i figure she or mordecai are near (i just hadn't gotten around to writing them in at all yet heh)

He was happy with his noise, and puffs his chest out proudly although he doubts anyone else would have heard. To him, he is mostly happy to exercise the ability. He does not even know what he is fully capable of yet, after all. So, by trial and error, he learns slowly and the application of the skills would come swiftly afterward.

His ears perk and he notices Shikoba with a tiny, low 'wuff' noise of vague concern just because she's not one of his immediate family. At first he's a bit alarmed but realization settles quickly; he knows her. Silas softens, and waves his tail happily at her when she supplies his ears with something interesting. He wiggles his entire rump at that, yapping back as he approaches her while she comes to him. He tries to build up to a similar yodel, but doesn't quite make it.

Ah, little Silas was happy to see her. At first he showed alertness with her appearance, for she was not apart of his family, but instead a pack mate. His little noises and yapping could only make her smile more, his tail looked as if it was about to fall off from wagging so much. Even his little rump swung around in happiness.

Mordecai and Harlyn had greeted Shikoba before returning to talk with one another and observe the two. With a neutral body posture, Shikoba moved closer and stuck her nose down to Silas. She flared her nostrils a little before bopping him ontop of his head.

She settled into a playing position, her front paws tapping the floor as her back and rump shot into the air as her shoulders remained on the sunny grass. Her tail curled itself into a wag, she waited for Silas to make his first move.

He watches her every move, intent and learning. Silas yaps again when she touches her head, mouthing the air in her direction. His joy keeps his paws light, and he feels even more delight when she comes down to his level with a posture speaking wholly of play. Now we're talking.

He pounces at her nearest leg first, but it's a feint -- or the whelp's best attempt at one. The dark puppy's tactics are simple, but he is building his foundation that maybe one day he will hunt with, or defend his home with. He does not go all the way to make contact with her. Instead, he swats the space in front of her with one raised up paw.

But then, the real move comes. He springs on her again and this time bypasses her paws to go for her muzzle with licks. He's too excited about it, and licks at her with a flurry of soft blep blep bleps.

Can I just say this thread is absolutely adorable?ヽ(♡‿♡)ノ

The little one was quick to join in Shikoba's offer in playing, he was lightning on his paws. He looked as if he tried to swat at her, though his little arm didn't make it the entire distance. He hit the air close to her leg, then bounds forward. His interest was on her muzzle rather than the paws, he bounded towards her. 

His soft little muzzle licked and kissed sloppily, Shikoba could only smile more at the little Silas. Her tail was wagging more, and she decided to return the kisses with her own. Her nose blew a little air into the tiny triangles he had for ears, then soon she returned to her original position, giving the ground a few more taps with her paws.

;D

Most of his experience in play comes from creatures just about his own size. It's an obvious benefit of having siblings -- and two of them at that, so he's pretty good at rolling and romping with them in each of their respective styles matched up against his own. Shikoba presents a new sort of approach, which he's learning about as he goes and she responds to him. Her size advantage is one thing that he has no idea how to conquer, besides just with bursts of sheer puppy energy.

He growls excitedly with a big tongue-lolling grin and tries to mirror her move by swatting with his paws back at hers. He isn't able to keep up as well, of course, and it eventually just culminates to him just rearing up on his hind legs to then stomp back down. Silas yips, rear-then-stomps in place a few more times then spills over onto his side with all of his feet towards her leg. He paws at her with all of them, propelling himself up her leg just a little while sideways in the soft grasses.

He didn't hesitate to return the action of Shikoba, he copied her movements. He wasn't as quick, but he kept up nicely for his age. Little growls and rears soon came into play, Shikoba watched Silas in glee. She hadn't played like this for a while, and it felt good to let loose.


Soon, he tumbled to his side while somewhat attacking her legs with his own. She mirrored his tongue-lolling grin, scooting close to his side and giving it a little bump with her muzzle. Her tail wagged a mile a minute as she watched Silas. He would grow up to be a good boy, and hopefully a good leader too.

She played along well and Silas can't contain his delight. Soon (and he almost misses it the first time) he can hear his mother calling his name from nearby. He slowly untangled his limbs and peered at Shikoba with a look that was a little dissapointed at first, but soon the dark whelp rose back to his feet and shook out his coat. She would understand -- he couldn't disobey the his mother and the alpha at the same time, after all. He yapped back first, an awkward, poorly-formed puppy version of 'coming, mom!' without too much exasperation yet to let her know he was on his way.

Silas bumped his snout on Shikoba one more time before he bounded off to obey his mom's summons.