With a wide yawn the boy pulled himself slowly out of his hidey hole. He had tucked himself safe and out of harm’s way, hiding from his latest victim. In his hiding though he seemed to have fallen asleep curled up in the den. He was damp and dirty from his mudpuppy adventures, but he had walked in a stream to clean up a tad before popping into the den. Yawning quite loudly again the boy continued walking down a path his tail waving about looking rather proud. A big grin set on his maw bright sunny sky eyes looking around for his next thing to get into now that he had a nap and some energy to spare. It was then he heard some rustling through the trees. He immediately jumped into defence mode ready to sprint away thinking it would be the end of him. That someone his sister, or anyone else he had done a prank on would fall back on him and slam him back to the earth her belonged. Which… well had happened to say the least. He had been caught, beat and put back into his place more than once, mostly by his sisters admittedly, but when he turned to face his oncoming adversary he was surprised to see it was no one after him. No. In fact it was far from, it was his knight in shining armor, his brother Mochi!

Though what was HE doing out here?

Niyol looked around, suspicious that maybe someone was following him. He didn't really know that his brother got the brunt of some complaints, really other than being told he was an annoying pest he didn’t really know he was causing trouble for anyone other than himself. It didn’t seem like anyone was chasing him though, especially as his sibling through his rear into the dirt in dismay and barked up at the trees. Mud monster Niyol though was at a loss at what his issue was.

He stood there for a good few seconds looking at him with a raised brow and a slightly agape mouth before suddenly bursting forward on his paws, playing mud and leaf litter all behind his tan and cream form and not so quietly running up behind his larger black furred sibling. ”MOCHIIIIII!” The boy screeched jumping to tackle his rather clean looking brother to the ground and completely disturb anything that he was doing at all. Once the fur and limbs have settled Niyol looked at his sibling brightly, tongue lolling out of his maw and asked quite simply, ”Whatcha doing, bro?” A grin then plastered across his muddied face and body, he was, almost head to toe covered in mud still after all, minus his lower half. He was certain his mom would be prettttttyyyyy unhappy with him later, but that was later this was now.