Summer freed him from the rain; and this he was grateful for ─ quickly determining that he didn't like to get wet, an addition to the list of many things Monty decided he didn't appreciate. So when the morning greeted him with the sun on his face and most importantly dry ground he was content to exit the den; after giving a wayward glance to mom and dad and the agreement that he wasn't allowed to go far...yet. But maybe not ever with the way they looked after them.

So he would have to settle with something nearby to do, maybe one of his brothers or sisters would be up; his age made him antsy, made him want to do more, test his bodies limits. With a huff he looked back at the den again. ❝ ...Alric? Raiz? You guys comin'? ❞ he beckoned, ears tipped back as he scrunched his nose and padded off to the open grasses of the valley.

A bug would catch his attention, lowering his body rump high in the air before pouncing it only for the little critter to bounce away to another safer leaf. Monty's eyes narrowed, tongue out the side of his mouth pinched between his teeth as he readied himself to try again, determined to catch it.

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Raizel found that he loved the rain; not too much mind you - but just enough. Once a week, or two to three times a week*, if it was hotter*, was perfect for him as Raizel did not like the heat, and right now, Raizel was tired. Tired of all of this damned sunshine - he wanted the rain! The doom and gloom! He wanted to pounce around in the water, to splish splash with his father, and his siblings - especially the pretty girls because they usually screamed and he liked it when they did.

That was so much more fun than roasting alive in this heat! Which he watched his brother willingly walk into! And then he called after him and Raizel grumbled. He parked his butt on the ground and scooted it around on the floor as a way of protest as he howled.

Aaarrwwoooo!

It was his rain dance, of course.

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* Since Raizel's name means rose = this is actual watering information on roses & why Raizel likes the rain haha!

He was oh so focused until─"Aaarrwwoooo!" inky audits flung backwards as his grasshopper fled the scene, honeyed eyes swinging to find the source of who scared off his catch, he knew it had to be one of his brothers; he just knew it. Except for Thrip the other three of them were a rowdy feisty trio and when they narrowed upon none other than Raiz he wasn't surprised. Monty rose to his full (not very big) height and stalked back over to the dens entrance.

❝ Why are you yellin'? ❞ he snarked, his face contorting into some look of disgust ❝ ─and...are you scratchin' your butt? ❞ he couldn't help the way his facial muscles loosened breaking into a laugh he tried to bite back.

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