this is aspen's first time venturing away from the safety of the plains since the cub wrestling competition had drawn the children together a few long weeks ago. he wanders for some time and with longer legs, it means the boy makes it much farther than be might have even a couple weeks ago. as the sun reaches its apex, aspen finds himself surrounded by a field of wildflowers, their stalks just long enough for the blooms to brush against his shoulders and neck. surely, his moms would appreciate some of these nice flowers to spruce up their dens - maybe their fragrant perfume would help cover the scent of mud that seemed to follow aspen and his siblings like a shadow.

@Lúllia

Somewhere within the Gardens was the rest of her family. One of the Hollow adults taking the cubs out on a little excursion. Lúllia, having gotten distracted by some flying insect, had wandered off. If she noticed and tried hard enough then she'd surely find her way back. But right now things were safe. Not a single care in the world for a child to have.

With shifting shoulders, Lúllia braces while hidden within the tall grass and flora. She takes a mighty leap, swipes at the dragonfly, paws flailing in the air and missing. She also hadn't noticed that she had been at the top of a small hill. And now she was far more airborne than anticipated. EEP! She squeals as she plummets down and collides with something both hard and soft.

@Aspen

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expecting flying cubs is commonplace in the plains. aspen's brothers and sisters are a rowdy bunch and would rather be caught dead than giving up an opportunity to pounce on one another. when he first hears the scrabble of paws and a big jump, aspen's first thought is that maybe one of them had followed him all the way out here.

he barely has time to turn before they're colliding with his side, sending the breath out of his lungs and his body bowling over into the long grasses. "hey!" aspen squawks indignantly - sneaking up on him was no fair! as his orange eyes swing to meet his attacker, the expression of surprise flickering across the child's face is obvious. "you're not my sister..." well, obviously.

@Lúllia

She lay there in her daze for a moment. The humming in her head fading away to bring forth the jumble of words that were spoken. All she made out was "my sister." Lúllia scrambled up onto her paws, looking the stranger over with a confused expression. What? She huffed out, while then looking around them. What do you mean? I'm not your sister! Why on earth would he think she was?? She opened her mouth to speak again but she froze. Nose scrunching and head slowly tilting back. The girl sucked in a couple of sharp breathes before an all mighty sneeze blew out of her tiny body.

@Aspen

code by corvus || Art colored by Irish