He was growing tired of his small confines, his gold and violet eyes gleamed with mischief as he looked around his den. His mother was gone, wondering probably. She didn't seem interested in lingering long and yet her and father like for himself and his sister to stay at the den. Don’t go far from the den. He was sick of it perhaps it was because they wanted some obedience so they would not have to waste their time to find their pup or perhaps it was some odd desire to keep them alive. He was unsure of that but he knew they cared enough to teach them and feed them. He did not like the feeling of dependence and he simply despised their rules he wanted adventure and to see new thing and what day is better than today to go hunt mother or father down and demand them teach him something new.

He looked over his sister once more it was a strange feeling; he knew even at his young age love and compassion where complicated things and yet he understood a little perhaps he did love his family and was concerned for his sister but he was ready to do something new. With a last glance he bound out of the den he knew so well; the place he called home for so many weeks of his life. He wouldn’t go far… not just yet he simply wanted to explore a little bit. His paws at their exit met with an odd substance the mud that engulfed his home clung to his limbs making them heavier and he whined a complaint to it as though it would respond when he cursed at its existence.

Russet dipped ears pricked forward at a slapping noise. It would have been more irritating if he wasn’t so intrigued at what made it. He fallowed the noise that grew ever louder as he crawled to get a closer look at this odd creature. Perhaps he can pounce on this creature and make it return home with him. It was his creature, yes he deemed it to be his new play thing and yet he was hesitant it was quite large but that couldn’t denture him could it?

He leaped out at the lone creature with a little puppy snarl trying to nip at the new creatures big tail. A sharp his escaped the creature as he turned on Nogitsune. He was startled; his play thing was being unfair as it slapped its tail on the muddy bank and got him dirty his small ears drew back and small white teeth lay barred at it. No play thing of his was going to treat him this way. Even now he did not understand the creature’s aggressive warnings as his high pitched yips drowned out most noise around him he continued to lunge forward and nip at the play thing unaware he could be in danger of getting seriously hurt.