At only six and a half weeks old, Astyanax had little knowledge of weather patterns, nor had he any appreciation for what such heavy rains could bring (both positive and negative), he knew only that the stuff falling from the sky was wet and cold. And it had yet to let up.
The clearing before the den had turned into a veritable mud pile, some of it even trickling down the entrance and right into their home. Ikkalrok's son had amused himself by creating his own little muddy hole in the earth but soon grew bored of it, before turning to @Glaucos deviously.
Suddenly rearing up, Astyanax aimed to bring down his muddy paws upon his unsuspecting brother, hoping to wrangle him into a game of chase.
The clearing before the den had turned into a veritable mud pile, some of it even trickling down the entrance and right into their home. Ikkalrok's son had amused himself by creating his own little muddy hole in the earth but soon grew bored of it, before turning to @Glaucos deviously.
Suddenly rearing up, Astyanax aimed to bring down his muddy paws upon his unsuspecting brother, hoping to wrangle him into a game of chase.
August 14, 2020, 10:27 PM
The cold had come sweeping in so quickly that it had startled Glaucos from his sleep. He was aware of the vacany in the den, a percieved absence of something, somehow. Where there should have been warmth and dust and the sweet scent of baked grass to comfort him, there was something different - new, at least to his little nose. A musty smell, a dampness in the air which cooled his cheeks.
He trundled towards the den mouth, expecting to collide with a body before he met the entrance, or at least be grabbed by a warm mouth and placed somewhere more suitable for his chubby pebble-self to be. Instead there was more of the same: absence, cold and empty and alien.
Glaucos' head raised up as he faced the world outside, feeling a fat rain drop hit his nose, and then another upon his forehead - anointing him, in a way. The water rolled down his neck and slicked between his shoulders like a frigid lick of a tongue, and he squirmed in place, but did not have the motor skills to go in reverse. His bottom shimmied; his tail puffed a bit and fwap-fwap-fwap'd against the dirt behind him, becoming mud.
And then, out of the darkness of the den, came his brother. He had been stomping about while Glaucos struggled, and then lunged for his brother. Glaucos took the full brunt of the hit across his back and coughed a noise as he hit the dirt, face planting in to the puddle at his feet, which promptly silenced any further protest.
He trundled towards the den mouth, expecting to collide with a body before he met the entrance, or at least be grabbed by a warm mouth and placed somewhere more suitable for his chubby pebble-self to be. Instead there was more of the same: absence, cold and empty and alien.
Glaucos' head raised up as he faced the world outside, feeling a fat rain drop hit his nose, and then another upon his forehead - anointing him, in a way. The water rolled down his neck and slicked between his shoulders like a frigid lick of a tongue, and he squirmed in place, but did not have the motor skills to go in reverse. His bottom shimmied; his tail puffed a bit and fwap-fwap-fwap'd against the dirt behind him, becoming mud.
And then, out of the darkness of the den, came his brother. He had been stomping about while Glaucos struggled, and then lunged for his brother. Glaucos took the full brunt of the hit across his back and coughed a noise as he hit the dirt, face planting in to the puddle at his feet, which promptly silenced any further protest.
August 14, 2020, 11:01 PM
Success! His paws slammed into Glaucos' grey back, which gave way suddenly as his brother buckled under his weight. Astyanax was taken with him as they both fell forwards, with one puppy face planting into the mud and the other sent rolling off his back and tumbling into the rain outside.
The boy took a moment to regain his senses, the shock of being drenched in icy rain water stealing the air from his lungs. The mud that had only coated his paws before was now splattered all upon his dark pelt, though the longer Astyanax stood outside in the pelting rain, the more of it was washed away.
He stared back at his brother expectantly, releasing a small bark to entice him to get up and join him in playing outside, seemingly uncaring that he had forced poor Glaucos right into the mud face first.
The boy took a moment to regain his senses, the shock of being drenched in icy rain water stealing the air from his lungs. The mud that had only coated his paws before was now splattered all upon his dark pelt, though the longer Astyanax stood outside in the pelting rain, the more of it was washed away.
He stared back at his brother expectantly, releasing a small bark to entice him to get up and join him in playing outside, seemingly uncaring that he had forced poor Glaucos right into the mud face first.
August 14, 2020, 11:13 PM
It was a good thing they were still so small, as Astyanax did not weigh much against Glaucos' back and the collision of his face against the puddle of mud wasn't too bad; it surprised him more than anything, and the gritty texture of the soil wasn't pleasant, but as soon as Astyanax was rolling along, Glaucos could stand up again. He wobbled a little bit, sputtered as he worked the dirt across his tongue and swallowed it, and then caught his brother's eye.
The rain was as much a deterrent to Glaucos as anything else: he saw the look on his brother's face and took his posture as a cue to play, so he launched himself haphazardly out of the den mouth and in to the rain. As soon as the rain touched his face Glaucos stopped moving. It was like he had been petrified, transformed from the animate little pebble that he was, to a stone-faced sculpt.
The cold was thrilling. The wet feeling was so much like bath time from their mother bear - except it wasn't smelly or too warm, and there wasn't the rancid scent of meat to flavor his coat. It was cleansing, if anything. Glaucos stood there utterly distracted for about thirty seconds before he turned his nose towards his brother, sniffling through some drops hanging off his snout, and let out a gasping giggle.
He forgot all about the game Astyanax was hoping to play. Instead he began to stomp, as his brother had been in the mud puddle, except he was aimed at the soggy earth where the water sat rippling against the grass; the greenery was already flooded by a few inches, enough so that his little gray paws were submerged if he did not move. He kicked and pawed and splashed, lunging through the water at Astyanax with forelimbs reaching out, causing a small wave to course forth.
The rain was as much a deterrent to Glaucos as anything else: he saw the look on his brother's face and took his posture as a cue to play, so he launched himself haphazardly out of the den mouth and in to the rain. As soon as the rain touched his face Glaucos stopped moving. It was like he had been petrified, transformed from the animate little pebble that he was, to a stone-faced sculpt.
The cold was thrilling. The wet feeling was so much like bath time from their mother bear - except it wasn't smelly or too warm, and there wasn't the rancid scent of meat to flavor his coat. It was cleansing, if anything. Glaucos stood there utterly distracted for about thirty seconds before he turned his nose towards his brother, sniffling through some drops hanging off his snout, and let out a gasping giggle.
He forgot all about the game Astyanax was hoping to play. Instead he began to stomp, as his brother had been in the mud puddle, except he was aimed at the soggy earth where the water sat rippling against the grass; the greenery was already flooded by a few inches, enough so that his little gray paws were submerged if he did not move. He kicked and pawed and splashed, lunging through the water at Astyanax with forelimbs reaching out, causing a small wave to course forth.
August 30, 2020, 01:59 AM
He managed to goad his brother out into the rain, and waited impatiently with his tail wiggling in excitement. Only Glaucos had barely barrelled out of the den before he came to a screeching halt, as if transfixed upon something. Astyanax stared back blankly, though his mind whirred with confusion. No, don't stop, come play! He danced eagerly from foot to foot, letting out a soft woof in an attempt to snap his brother out of his trance.
Oh, that seemed to do the trick! Glaucos began to move once more, except he didn't join in on his game, instead he whirled and began to splash around in the sodden grass. Astyanax released another frustrated huff, watching as the grey-coated puppy danced among the rain for a moment before he leapt and sent a small surge of water his way.
His brother didn't dive out of its path quick enough. The wave crashed against his paws and splashed up onto his chest and face, which Astyanax responded to with a growl and scrunch of his features. His retaliation came in the form of a sudden flying tackle, hoping to collide into Glaucos and force him to the water-logged ground.
Oh, that seemed to do the trick! Glaucos began to move once more, except he didn't join in on his game, instead he whirled and began to splash around in the sodden grass. Astyanax released another frustrated huff, watching as the grey-coated puppy danced among the rain for a moment before he leapt and sent a small surge of water his way.
His brother didn't dive out of its path quick enough. The wave crashed against his paws and splashed up onto his chest and face, which Astyanax responded to with a growl and scrunch of his features. His retaliation came in the form of a sudden flying tackle, hoping to collide into Glaucos and force him to the water-logged ground.
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