Whitebark Stream now it’s quarter to three

Kiyoshi’s brow furrowed just slightly at the mention of monster bugs from his brother. The serious young pup had not said anything of the sort. It did seem as though this premise had fueled Toshi into leaping from rock to rock until he had crossed the creek and found footing on the other side. Kiyoshi watched his sibling with zero contemplation until it was his turn to cross. Each leap was done so with surprising confidence; it was as though he had no fear of falling or making a fool of himself.
 
“I do not think the bugs will be monsters, Toshi,” the burly young boy remarked as he landed with a soft huff beside his kin. The tone was not chiding in any way. Kiyoshi simply wanted his brother to understand what they were likely to see while on their adventure. Knowing that Toshi’s excitement was half of the experience, he waited for the other boy to lead the way.