Phelan & Laporta

The two pups made it back home, by now exhausted by all that running they had to do. Phelan plopped down in the snow, panting and tired. Laporta sat next to him and looked around curiously, wanting to play with someone.

Faute*Sang*Lost

Lost raced to her sister and pounced on her growling and nipping anywhere she could. She rolled away laughing at nothing in particular as her brother and sister came after her. Lost giggled and said softly "Ohhhh your in trouble" Her tongue stuck out and she was about to say something else when her brother took a paw and smacked her on the head with a loud thump.

"Shut up Lost your more annoying then Atticus." He shook his head and glared at his brother "And you quit being a lazy lump. Be a man for once in your pitiful life." His angry gaze turned to his other sister Laporta glaring at her darkly "And you. What are you watching for? You know that you made dad angry. Both of you. You guys didnt listen to him. Mama wont be happy when she hears that." He turned to his sister Sang trying to think up something to put her down as well. "You Sang. What kind of a name is that anyway? Sang sang go away come again another day. Your as useless as they are." His fur bristled and he turned back around to Laporta and Phelan glaring at them.

Sang snarled suddenly and leaped at her brother tearing and ripping at anything she could get. "How dare you Fauve. Least I am not a Mistake of my parents." She snarled as they wrestled on the ground tearing at each other with blood on both of their minds.

Lost cowered next to Laporta. He was right she wasnt loved here.

Phelan & Laporta

Laporta giggled, nipping Lost in return and batting her with flying paws. But then she puffed out her chest defiantly, "I'm not in trouble! I just spoke with mom." But a flicker of doubt crossed her, and Laporta began to wonder what her parents would do to her when they got home. Next she looked to Faute, her eyes narrowing and her fur bristled out, "Shut your trap, Faute! You don't know what you're talking about." She listened as he began to put down everyone else. She was normaly pretty easy going, but her brother's words really riled her. "Leave them alone!" She cried with a fierce puppy snarl, she sprang past Lost and tried to bit Faute on the back of his neck; not with the intent to kill him or anything, for she was far too young to break another's neck, but she was just reacting out of anger.

Phelan cowered to the ground, pinning his ears back and whimpering at the verbal assault that Fault laid upon him. He looked dismally to Lost, feeling pretty miserable right now. Unlike Sang and Laporta, he wasn't one to fight for himself when picked on.

Faute*Lost*Sang*Aaka

Faute snarled at his two sisters he fought back as much as he could but like most times two against one wasnt a fair chance for him. He bit at Laporta for she seemed more easy going then Sang. It would be easier to put her down then his blood lust sister. He turned suddenly and grabbed onto Sangs foreleg trying to snap it.

Sang yelped as needle sharp puppy teeth sank into her leg. She pulled away tearing flesh but at least not getting her leg snapped. She pounced back into the fray when suddenly someone picked her up and placed her away from Faute. The white alphess then moved to Laporta and picked her up and away from Faute also setting her back next to Phelan.

"Why cant you children behave yourselves for one minute? I swear I have to be watching you at all times otherwise you will all tear each others heads off!" The alphess said angry. Aaka moved to Faute and snapped close to his ear "And you quit starting things. That mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble someday." She glared at the other pups yellow eyes dancing against the white "All of you can play nicly or be sent back to the den because your to irresponsible to be out."

Lost whimpered and laid down next to Phelan. She didnt want to disobey her mother when she was as angry as she was now.

Phelan & Laporta

Laporta fought a bit more, wincing at the pain her brother was causing with his terrible little jaws. Then she flinched as someone suddenly grabbed her up. But she quickly realized it was her mother, and so she offered no struggle. She sat obidiently, though seethingly, where Aaka set her down. Her eyes glared accusingly towards Faute.

Phelan seemed to melt to the ground under his mother's words, but felt better since Lost was next to him. Looking appeasinly up at Aaka, he scooted forward across the ground, and tried to reach up and licked under his mother's muzzle, in a form of wolvish appology, "Sorry, mom!" He whimpered, wanting her acceptance. He was certainly a 'momma's boy'.