little gifts,

Euphemia was gathering the remnants of feathers within the den. A mixture of various birds, and she thought some were @Ookpik, but no one could be really sure, she just assumed. Gathering in her tiny muzzle with a little mess before her, the young shakti sought out for her sister @Tiberii with minor giggles through her voice, "sissy, gift!" but was it really a gift when it was in their shared den? It was for Euphemia.

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 The young child was awake, sitting at the entrance of the den with her golden eyes staring straight out. Her little nose wiggled, her ears twitching at every sound. She wasn't a warrior yet but she could pretend just like daddy. He was the strongest warrior that she knew! She wanted to be just like that... so, the quickest way would be to keep watch at the entrance of the den. Juuuuuust inside of it.

 She could hear her sisters moving about but she didn't turn to them until she heard the voice calling out to her. "Hu--?" She looked back over her shoulder, head tilting to the side as she saw Euphemia coming towards her. Ah, all of her sisters. She loved them all and they weren't as warrior-inclined as she was so she knew she had to protect them all! A job she loved because she loved them so dearly.

 She also loved gifts!

 "Eupheemee! A gift?" She completely forgot about guarding in her excitement as she trotted over to her sister with wagging tail. "Is it bird pieces?" She lowered her head to snuffle at the feathers, wondering what sort of gift this was. It didn't seem very... practical... could you chew it? She grabbed up one of the feathers in her maw, trying to chew it like a toy. That's what it was for, right? Although it didn't taste very good... "It doesn't seem great to chew..." Wouldn't a bone have been better?

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Her sister looked much like their papa ; she would say a near direct replica if not for just the minor differences in shades. The darkest out of them all, and ironically enough the strongest as well ; clearly defined in her righteous desire of the warriorhood just as him. However Euphemia.. Enjoyed more of her mother, @Olive side and her affinity with nature and the Gods themselves. Something about it was enchanting — but they haven't met many individuals besides their parents, Aries, and on occasion, Archon. All holding that particular soft charm.

"Not to eat," Euphemia chirped, "deshoration," her words yet in perfection in that vain attempt to say 'decoration,' but she continued on, "or.. sleep on." The lighter child set down the feathers with a tail wagging behind, she wanted nothing more then to help her sibling have a more enriching life, if it meant to be in glazed in attire like that of the friendly owl, or sleep in a finer comfort..

She was smiling idly, although.. "bone next time?" her sister may not like such a thing, not occurring to her in simply wanting to grab a gift.

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 "Deshoration..?" What on earth was a 'deshoration'? Although, she understood "to sleep on" much better. She looked down at the feather in her mouth, then dropped it onto the ground with the others. Then, as a show that she was listening and taking things into consideration, the dark child would plop her rump on top of the feathers. "Uh... thanks!" She looked down at the feathers underneath her, lifting up her forepaws to balance on just her bum as she took a great show to look at them. They were... soft, so that was nice. The "beauty" of the feathers was absolutely lost on the tomboyish girl as she stared down at the presents, however. 

 "Bones are nice!" She said, placing her forepaws back on the ground and wagging her little tail. "But, you know what's nicer?" She leaned in with a mischievous grin as if she had a grand secret.

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She didn't seem interested in the gift, but that was fine. Euphemia would do better next time, find something that her sister enjoyed more then just feathers, for maybe her other ones would enjoy it much more. Growing older and realizing each differences and who liked what. What she liked, was not the same as others, and understood now lightly with Tiberii. Eager to learn what her dearest family is interested in, Euphemia ear's twitched as she leaned closer with a, 'what?"

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 She leaned in, asking exactly what Tiberii wanted her to ask. She grinned mischievously and then said with a happy lil' kid shriek, "WRESTLIN'!" And then, she would try to pounce on Euphemia to bring her down to the ground in a playful bout with light kicks and nips and tickles. She didn't know how her daintier sibling was going to react but hopefully it wasn't badly... Besides, this was all fun and games and a way to show appreciation --even if she hadn't totally gotten the gift-- to her sweet sister.

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"Waaah!" Euphemia was not against rough-housing, she would giggle while her sister would roll over and play against. However that didn't mean she was any good at it, her lineage more took from Olive and wasn't well-adept to such a life.. Ah, but their mother has been through a lot, perhaps it was best to say her body was more dainty and timid, then the warrioress that was Tiberri. It was pretty apparent she would be pinned down soon, but she tried!

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 Tiberii shrieked a giggle as her sister went down. She would supply plenty of little nips and nibbles, always careful to not hurt her just like her parents encouraged, and some tickles with her paws. She loved her siblings and wanted nothing more than to make sure that they were all safe and not hurt. Least of all by her!

 And then, she would try to finish it off by flopping across Euphemia. "I pin you! I'm da bestest fighter in the whole Vale!" She proclaimed proudly with a little happy yip.

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Euphemia had the gentle deposition of Olive, while Tiberii took more of the range of their father, Tiberius. She could feel the strength difference, but her sister was always gentle where it never truly hurt ; she just was always pushed about though! The little yellow-eyed girl flustered as she kick her legs and feet, giggling as so as she tried to fend off her sister. But alas! The other threw herself onto her and Euphemia grunted, "you win!"

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