There was anticipation from the twins as they watched their different brother at the top. Locke and Bo both brought the encouragement, and both wished for Taijo to come…but they were not to wait forever. Mother could come at any moment, and they tasted their freedom upon their tongues.

Molten eyes watched, shoulder to shoulder with his twin. Locke takes a step forward, and encouraged Taijo with another nod. Taijo paced, and the brothers waited. Taijo, eventually, clumsily followed. It was apparent that Taijo did not enjoy the experience like Locke and Bo. Taijo was different, but accepted. Locke loped forward then, nosing Taijo’s shoulder with encouragement.

”We go!” he exclaimed then, a devilish grin flashed to Taijo and then to Bo, and Locke turned around then and began scampering off. The moon was high. The moon was red. The night was theirs, and Locke looked to Bo to lead the way.