You're here for a reason but you don't know why
3-1-3 OC
Vasili

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The pup had been healing well; his shoulder no longer constantly ached and his limbs had gained their strength, it wasn't difficult for him to get around anymore at least, not too much, he had managed to get into small jogs whilst his siblings were running around. Wailing when he fell behind the two in exploring where their parents let them, today, he was determined to explore solo, his little toes stamping below his rounded body.

Khyan was fully unaware of the clouds looming overhead, his legs moving on their own desire as he ventured from the confines of the nest and walls of the den. He only got maybe a few big steps from the den when the sky cracked and rumbled, rain beginning to pour down heavily. Coating the land in a fine mist and soaking the poor pup, his body weighed down by the water.

Only till his paws slid did he realize, this was ruining his adventure! With a shrill wail, the pups head tilted to the sky attempting to howl, to which it just came out squeaky and shaky and very broken. Wailing to the sky, as if trying to tell it to stop! Telling it to cease it's attempts to ruin a glorious adventure into the world!

Vasili had also been healing well; Nephthys was tending it nicely, of course, though it had been so swollen and irritated in the time since he hadn't actually opened it to see the full extent of the damage. Luckily, he was already adapting well to less depth perception, and he felt like even if the orb was hindered, it wouldn't be the biggest deal ever. Right? Fuck it, he was a Pharaoh now, it made him look tough. Nobody would mess with the dragon Pharaoh Vasili when he had a tangled mess of scars littering his face.

Why did she always go for the face?

Once again resting peacefully on a ledge above the den's mouth and keeping his one good eye on the entrance, Vasi gnawed at a carcass. He was nearly finished, at the point of stripping off the last bits of meat and cracking open the bones for their marrow, when a small figure stomped from the den.
Not again.
It was... Khyan.... The brown little shit was proving to be a little whiny, but fierce nonetheless. There had been no hard feelings towards the child Vasi had wholly accepted as his own, but guilt festered in his cold heart when he saw the wound on the tiny boy. It wasn't him that'd slighted Vasi, but his sperm donor -- a donor he hoped he never had to see again, that he hoped knew better than to visit, that he hoped never laid eyes on the child.

Licking his lips free of lingering viscera and pulling himself to his paws, Vasili boofed some semblance of warning this time as he descended quickly. No need to scare the little scrap like he had Cairo. Of course, the clouds heavy in the sky chose that very moment to release their burden, and man, did the floodgates open. Immediately, Khyan was offended, and he had only a little trouble voicing his concerns about it. Vas couldn't even tell if he was distressed or angry, but he was putting his entire fucking heart into that scream and he could respect it.

Grinning, he simply moved to step above his son to block the rain without a word.

You're here for a reason but you don't know why
3-1-3 OC

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He wailed and wailed, screaming his heart out to the sky that seemed to bellow it's woes. Every crack of thunder didn't seem to scare him, just make him scream louder to the sky. Clumpy paws stamped, as if demanding the world to listen to his woes.

When he heard his father boof a sound, he glanced to him, huffed and went to his wailing again until the rain had seemingly stopped. Opening his eyes to see the black and white fur standing over him, deep purple eyes narrowed, fixating on his father with a tiny growl, one that seemed like he was disrespected in the worst way possible.

The brown pup moved carefully, the slick grass making his steps odd but he quickly started attacking Vasili's leg, gnawing and throwing his entire body into the assault on the grown wolfs leg.

A small sound, similar to a creature rumbling it's disagreement or distaste, escaped, muffled by the flesh in his tiny jaws. Teeth doing nothing to the skin besides pinching and maybe leaving a little sore spot. Eventually he let go, falling backwards onto his rump, moving to sit between his father's front legs and stare upwards.

Rain bitch!

The words came out loud, almost a scream. High-pitched and maybe a bit annoying, but nonetheless this pup was pissed.

Well, fuck. Vasi thought he was doing something nice for the little turd, but the initial response was a growl and the meanest mug of the century sent straight up from hell to Vasili's bandaged face. Nostrils flaring with amusement, the titan quirked a brow and opened his mouth to say something, but nobody would ever know what the original message was. What came out was a whiny snarl of his own, followed by a sharp snarl of you little fucking gremlin! It wasn't even comparable to any other teeth he'd ever endured in his short life, but the sneak attack pinched nonetheless. He yanked the limb back and the little fucker had the audacity to plop back into a sit right back into the pouring rain, look back up, and screech out the strangest sentence(?) Vasi had ever heard.

What are you so shitty about, Vasi yelled crossly, reclining back onto his own haunches, I'm not making it rain! Tried to bloody help, y'fuck.

Ringed eyes glared back down at the boy. No, he was not above arguing with a child who didn't understand him. No, he didn't wonder where his children were learning such foul words.

Maybe its raining because you're shitty, ever think of that? It was fine a minute ago.

He'd been watching the storm roll in. But Khyan didn't know that, and he probably understood like two of the words Vasi said anyway.

You're here for a reason but you don't know why
3-1-3 OC

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Khyan could barley understand what the older wolf was saying, just scowling up at the man and growling. The rain still poured down, his fur now sticking to his skin worse than before, carefully he scooted back, just enough to use Vasi as a shield once more. Quietly the pup attempted to chew eat Vasi, little teeth digging into the tender flesh he had been latched onto before, but the rain made it impossible to grip.

So, the pup pouted, and very angrily too. Howling his woes, likely straight into Vasi's ears but he had little to no care, he just wanted the rain to end! When his father spoke up again, the little one went quiet to listen, eyes narrowing upwards at him. Puzzled, and confused, he slowly pieced it together, still rather confused but getting the general idea and gasped the most offended gasp.

Khyan stamped his little paws, growling lightly at the black and white wolf. Piecing together a response at him, eyes narrowing again and nose scrunching a little.

No! No..No shitty!

Khyan just pouted, and grumbled, and oh would you look at that eventually took shelter under DEAR OL DAD.

OH, how wise of you to think of hiding under me, he snarked with a sigh, I never would've thought of that.

Of course, the little fuck just started chewing on him. Vasili growled, and without so much as twitching a toe, twisted his head to peer with his one uncovered eye beneath to the gremlin.
He didn't even get to say anything smart this time. The little bastard started yelling about NOT being shitty, to which Vas just snorted in amusement. Yeah, no, not at all, why would he have thought as much?

If you're not shitty, why are you yelling at me? You don't bite the paw that feeds you, Khyan. That's what we call a dick move.