Thorn follows his siblings from Tephra to the playground, purple eyes bright with wonder. The world is so much larger and exciting than just Tephra, and the puppies are only just beginning to figure out its labyrinth. He finds himself stumbling over the gangly legs of a colt sure to be tall and wishes he could go back to when he was born on soft wolf paws.
He is not sure if the two notice him - their dynamic is like that, sometimes they pack up and sometimes they pair off. Most of the time, he does not take it to heart (especially since he can tackle Tamlin whenever he feels like he isn’t getting enough attention). For right now, though, he is content to trail behind and observe the foliage as it changes. Beqanna is so strange outside of their parents’ guidance.
It is that wonder that leads him away from Bea and Tamlin. The two are one side of the Playground while Thorn has managed to wander to the other. His bright eyes sparkle with surprise when he looks back at their distant voices. When he turns back to his front, he founds the glowing eyes of a hound, and if were not so used to wolves he would have jumped. Instead, he quips a quick “Hello!” and trots closer. “What are you doing in there? Come out!” His heart thrums with the excitement of meeting others, growing stronger and prouder with each passing second.
@[Tamlin] @[bea] @[Fern] @[despoina] !!!!! sorry this doesnt make much sense it would appear he's gonna take some writing to figure out <3