Morali sat at the base of a small puddle that had collected the night before. He took in the sweet scent of water before he heard claws clicking against the ground. He turned his head and saw Kroyto and Aphron padding toward him.
"Uncle Morali," called Kryoto as he leaped for Morali and nearly took him down.
Morali rumbled in amusement and picked up Kroyto by the scruff and shook him. "How's my favorite pup," asked Morali as he threw him onto his back and bucked around.
"Good," Kroyto answered. "I learned about my mom!"
Morali suddenly stopped and turned to look at Aphron in shock. "You told him," he whispered before he sat and Kroyto fell down his back.
"I thought he was ready," Aphron whispered as he watched Kroyto bolt around the area, splashing into the puddle and splattering water all over his nicely groomed pelt.
"I think you forget how young he is," grumbled Morali with a dark gaze. "He's just a pup Aphron."
"Don't you think I know that," Aphron shot at him. "I watch him grow every day and I knew he was ready for news like this. Besides he asked."
"Yes because pups don't ask things out of spite," argued Morali as he threw his muzzle close to his brothers. "If he asked how to kill someone, would you show him."
"Of course not," Aphron sighed, thinking that his brother was talking about stupid stuff. "But he wasn't asking about murder he was asking about his mother."
"Well how did he take the news?"
Aphron threw his head toward his son, buckling and howling in delight. "Does that answer your question."
Morali grumbled and lashed his tail. "You better be careful Aphron or he might ask you something you can't answer!"
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Wolves of Miscief (Loki Fanfiction)
FanfictionOn a trip to the outskirts or Asgard Odin finds a mystical wolf who's two sons were in grave danger of their pack because they are halfbreds. He gives up his two sons to Odin who gives them to his two sons, Thor and Loki. Is it a perfect match of f...
