Baird did not pay the sounds of approach much mind. He trusted the pack and figured if someone were truly trying to sneak up on him, they would have done a better job about it. There was a bark and he grinned happily. He knew that bark anywhere. Whipping around he faced his sister with his tail waving high in the air. His spine curved into a play bow. Her words were music to his ears! Of course he wanted to get up to no good! His discipline only reached so far, his craving for adventure spread far further.

Sila, he knew, had taken to the common lands to expand the circles she could use her services and to learn new tricks of her trade. As she said, digging in new places but also as she said, it could get boring after a time. Just as walking the same trails day in and day out.

Straightening himself out he trotted up to her, enjoying his pleasure at seeing his sister. It came as a surprise to him how much he had come to miss his siblings. They were an odd collection of personalities, but all somehow fitting together in a weird concept of family. Much like their parents. A carefree shrug and the boy seemed to disregard this interesting tidbit. Instead he padded over to where his sister was flopped over the rocks, eventually to be his rocks. Lifting his front paws he leaned against the stone and nudged her shoulder with his nose. What sort of no good did you have in mind? His grin turned sly. Slowly he eased himself up onto the rock, just as slowly trying to take up as much room as possible on the rock to either smother her with his lanky body, or have her topple off. Either way. He was king of the rock.