Young Fang Pups

Giving loud squeaky barks when both of them got their hair ruffled and puffing their cheeks out at their dad, both looking like a pair of fluffy pups then showing their bitty fangs when cracking smiles and laughing. Both them hopped about2 in circles about the larger raven and jumped onto their dad, each clinging on the strong arms before sliding off after a moment all hyped and goofy.

Piping up with a soft yip and nodding when climbing onto his dad's back, "Mom made lunch though before playing with us, it still warm." sniffing like a baby puppy and sticking his tongue out with a yip, "Steaks and ribs, Mom tried to be fancy with a few herbs too. We got to take taste tests of it." licking his lips when telling there and resting his head on the big shoulder then slipping off with soft squeak.

“Dad… it’s just a little scratch.” rubbing the back of his neck when trying to play it off but his expressions from being tended to said otherwise, “Okay okay, more like a big scratch but it’s not that bad. Right?” biting his lip when staring at his dad while his tail come out.

Puffing his cheeks out with whine when asking a few questions, "Mom wasn't that bad was he...? But we are pups since your a big wolf too right...?" looking at his older twin whose curious as well when they both stared at their dad, "We love you though dad, even if you do get to uffing at us..." giving a small smile there and yawning when all patched up when his tail thumped lightly on the chair. Giving his dad a hug when yawning while his bitty fangs shown there busy shuffling off to his bed.

Puffing his cheeks when shaking his head while looking at his dad, “It’s my fault that I didn’t sniff out the smell, only thing I smelled was a stink that bothered my nose…” sneezing when that smell was still stuck in his nose, “Skylar was lucky to get me out of the way to here after that, though I think they are still around nearby.” a soft snarl issuing from his throat but getting a hair ruffle from Skylar to calm down.

Angeal had been listening intently to Skylar, until Nicholas fell suddenly.  His mako blue eyes taking in something very wrong was happening.  He went over and picked up the smaller makofang pup.  Walking him to the twin’s bedroom.  Laying him down in bed, he eased a huge hand to his son’s back and shook him lightly.  “Nic??  Hey, are you alright?  Why aren’t you responding… Skylar was he bitten?  The Raptor SOLDIERs are very deadly to us.”  Frantically, Angeal was looking for a bite or a scratch.

Biting his lip when thinking a moment before speaking up, "One tiny scratch on his leg, but that was when we were running away." noticing the small tear in his older twin brother's pants, "On the way back his mind was fuzzy and feeling thirsty which explains the flask I gave him." holding up the empty flask with worried look and whining when a bit worried.

Puffing his cheeks when shaking his head while looking at his dad, “It’s my fault that I didn’t sniff out the smell, only thing I smelled was a stink that bothered my nose…” sneezing when that smell was still stuck in his nose, “Skylar was lucky to get me out of the way to here after that, though I think they are still around nearby.” a soft snarl issuing from his throat but getting a hair ruffle from Skylar to calm down.

“What stink?  Raptor smell?”  Narrowing his eyes at the thought of SOLDIER hunters.  “You are still pups, even though you nearly full grown.  I don’t expect you to stay home forever, but again.  Be more careful.  ShinRa will find you both and take you away from  your mother and I.”

Rolling his eyes at Nicholas and grabbing the flask away, "It's a reserve that I keep handy when you don't drink much, seriously..." turning about when hiding it in his pocket with a sheepish look before talking again, "Sorry Dad... but I don't think it's-" getting worried when hearing Nicholas snarling a bit when he crumpled to the ground.

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

“C’mere, gimme a hug.”

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