Youngling

HOT DAMN, I look adorable, but this changed are a bit much to say the least. Gramp said that he have to changed my appearance but isn't this a bit too much. Well I'm not complaining, I mean who doesn't want to be unique. However dealing with Hunters will be annoying, consider my unique appearance. Well, now I know why people were staring at me. But, this development does raise some question on why my siblings doesn't care about my uniqueness. I guess, when the first thing they saw was me, they just presume I was a bit difference.

Speaking of my siblings, I need to name everybody so I could keep track. I started to howled, calling my sibling to my side. They were quite confuse at my call, but decide to come anyway. They stood in front of me, looking quite confuse, wondering why I call them. I decided to start with the Chubbiest of my siblings, I will call you...Hevy. I went up to him, touched his forehead , and assign him a sound. Somehow, he understand me, and repeated that sound to the best of his ability.

Firing up from my accomplishment, I walked to the next one in line. He was quite muscular, with his golden scute showing despite the fact that he was cover in fur. His eyes warlike, blazing with battle intent. He will be a good warrior someday, I know it. I decide to name him Thorin, after the King of the Mountain. I went up to him to assign him his sound, he stood up excitedly, and put his front paws on my shoulder.

I continue to the last boy in my little family pack, hoping to find a suitable name for my brother. This little one was different than the other two. He was not as big physically, but his eyes burn with chaos and anarchy. His crazed look even influence me a little, as I lost my mind to the blood lust. I know the perfect name for him, there were only one name that can suit his crazed eyes. I walked up and assign him a sound, his eyes open wide with excitement. Look like you like that name just as much as I do, Loki.

Looking at me give their brother a unique sound, my two little sister yelped excitedly, beckoning me to come over. I come over to the more muscular one first. She was just like a replica of mother, down to the final claw. She even has mother warrior eyes, one of two pairs in this house. The way she moved about was elegant, just like mother. The moment I lay eyes on her, I know immediately what her name is. Do not disappoint me, Athena.

Finally we come to the last one. Compare to every member of this house, this little one is different compare to us, at least appearance wise. Everything about her was perfect, her luscious fur that cover her body, her gleaming azure scale, even her claw appear extremely dainty. However, do not mistook her dainty appearance as tame, she is the most aggressive out of all of us after all. For her aggressiveness, and unparalleled beauty, I've decide to call her Freya.

I started to practice with them, to make them remember their unique sound. It was quite hard at first, but they slowly got used to their call. They even try to imitate the sound to call each other. It was way more successful than I've ever expected. After, half a hour of them getting used to each other name, we started to head back. On our journey, they've assign a sound for me too, the meaning however, I will never know.

I've also decide to name our parent, and to assign them each a sound. My siblings also find that idea fascinating, hurriedly yelp in agreement. Our father named is Odin, I don't even need to explain this one. While our mother are called Morrigan, after the mysterious figure in Irish mythos.

We rushed back to see that our parent are still observing the caves. Freya, who does not like the idea of being ignore, rushed forward to grab our parent attention. She somewhat succeed in grabbing our mother attention, but our father remain staring at the cliff.

I slowly walk over to him, my eyes also started to stare at these caves. There must be a reason why all the Zinogre out here stare at that cliff for so long. The mid day sun shine above our head, but I did not care, my attention fully remain on that cliff. A few minute later, I've got the answer.

Zinogre roars rang out from all inside those caves, Over thirty little fluff balls rushed out of those caves. Their little framed cover the grass, as their mothers slowly come out. The situation was chaotic, yelping rang out from the plateau bellow. As the little Alphas of each family, trying to defend their home and territory. Their collective yelping drowned out any growled their mothers sound, the situation was dire.

My father gently stood up, his chest puffed outward. The Thunder Bugs on his back buzzed angrily, as electric current dance back and forth. He take inhale a big gulf of air, before letting out a mighty roar. His roar was akin to thunder, as all the youngling gone quite. Nobody dare to make a sound, as the Alpha has spoken. Who are they to dare to challenge his authority.