No lessons learned

Vidaar had only lived for a short time now, but only in the dark. He stretched languidly, his legs hitting someone. He purposely kicked harder, trying desperately to get more room, he felt like he was getting too big for this space. His mom wasn't here, again. He rolled onto his feet and paced around in a circle grumbling a low impatient growl. He had to find something to amuse himself. He wondered whom he had kicked. Had he woken them? Perhaps he should give them another?

Kevalin's self appointed baby sitting duty had been relatively boring. The little buggers mostly just slept and ate. He dismissed himself when their mother arrived, but returned shortly after. She had some inclining he believed but he hadn't a clue if she understood the extent of their fight that day. So when he heard movement and a growl he was scrambling to get inside the den before any damage could be done.

He wasn't surprised to see the male again, staring at his siblings as if they were ripe for the picking. Kevalin released a low growl and stared directly at the young whelp.

Once more, the girl found herself being kicked and jostled by her brother. She roused herself with a snarl, turning angry eyes on her brother, and then, to the adult behind her brother. They'd been seeing more and more of him, and less and less of their mother. It did not make sense. Venere edged away from Vidaar, having no desire to fight today.

Vidaar growled angrily at the adult that interrupted his fun. If it wasn't for him he could've kept poking at his sister. He would refuse to take no for an answer. Now he had nothing to amuse him. 

The whelp boldly turned his eyes to meet the adult's standing his ground, Vidaar moved to stand near his sister. This was his fun to be had and no one, especially not this giant of a man would stop him. He let out another angry growl, straight at Kevalin.

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Kevalin was exasperated. "You're gonna have a real hard time when you hear the word no for the first time aren't ya kid? Well here it is. No." 

Kevalin moved forward and with his nose easily nudged the small boy away from not only his sister but all of his siblings, the move put the boy on his back.

He spoke to him, he doubted any of the words would actually sink in but he had to try. "Royal or not kid, you can't just keep picking on your siblings, as the biggest you're supposed to look after them, not try to kill them."

Vidaar seemed intent on fighting, but before he could start, the adult had him on his back and away from the rest of the pups. Venere eyed him coolly, then turned her back on both of them. She would move to lay beside her sister, and attempt to go back to sleep.

Last one from Venere!

The large male's nose slung him through the air where he landed on his back, the male placed a paw on his round stomach. He growled and snarled. He snapped, nipped, squirmed, clawed, kicked. Nothing could be done, he was trapped underneath the man as he spoke to him. "No." What did that word even mean? He knew what kill mean though, why would he want to kill? He was just tired of being stuck and wanted something to do.