Dragoncrest Cliffs talking trash to the garbage around you
there's too much left to taste that's bitter.
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loko returned home empty-handed, but no less in spirit. it had only been a few weeks, but to loko it felt a lifetime -- and everything, surprisingly, looked different from the vantage of a voyager.

he crowed his return with a series of soft yips, realizing he had missed each of his family members during his absence. he thought of each sibling with renewed fondness, he thought of his maman and mama with rising heartache. he thought of his halfsiblings and meerkat, wondering how different they would look than the last he had seen them.

abruptly loko swung down the worn path that lead to his mamans' den.
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it had also been a lifetime for quennell.

mainly because a few weeks very well would be the bulk of his life! however he had not forgotten his brother, nothing could erase the memory of him. and so when he heard those returning sounds, saw the lean figure of loko cutting down the path, he zipped away from whatever (or whoever) had been around him.

LOKOLOKOLOKOOOOOO! he yowled as he aimed to barrel right into his brother.
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loko rounded the corner in time to hear the rowdy yips of quennell. it surprised him how different the boy looked now -- less round and blobby, more like the wolf he would grow to be. loko grinned, his gait lengthening.

it seemed the two would collide, so intense was the ardor of each's gait. loko's impish grin did not recede as he lowered his head for contact.

moments before collision loko would pull to the left, enough that their bodies might connect but little force would be behind the blow. and if that happened, he'd pounce upon his little brother in a flurry of affectionate rough-housing.
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suddenly he was being played with, properly. quennell felt like nobody around here played as well as his brothers did! this proven by the onslaught of roughhouse love.

he reared back onto his legs and sought to shove his oversized paws into loko's chest before he howled out.

YOU'RE BACK! YOOOOOU'RE BAAAACK!