At least, not yet
His brother comes quickly. Ears pick up the sound of scuffling behind him. He is not angered by this, nor irritated.
Life is the family.
At least, so far.
There is a comfort that his brother comes to this opening, a thing that has been around and yet none of them had the capacity to approach it yet.
But they had grown so brave!
At least, they think.
Fur clashes with fur, and the two are physically met again. Yanggadi Saghani finds a growl in his throat - a simply warning to respect his space.
Brother wants more, and so does he.
At least, they align.
Mother’s voice is heard though, and hesitation is felt. He was starting to understand the words, though not knowing exactly how to form them himself. He leans into his brother before turning to see mother standing, their light colored sister having to battle for milk. He yips at his sister, tail wagging as he strikes the ground with a single paw. Let’s go! Let’s go! Yet he knows not how to say it. He pushes forth then, bursting out of the den and into the snow, backing himself a bit as the feeling of this stuff was…different. He looked to mother then, for her opinion on such matters.
