stinkdyr

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Mom was starting to become a lot more obviously pregnant. To be honest, he didn't fully understand what exactly everything entailed. He knew he was about to get more brothers or sisters at some point, but not really when or why or how.

Andor had noticed that his fellow packmates had been bringing things for Mom occasionally. He knew that these things were to help his new brothers and sisters grow strong or something. He saw things being dropped like food, and shiny rocks, and feathers, and whatever else people thought was a good idea to bring her.

The young prince decided he would also bring her something. Because, you know, he appreciated his mom and dad for doing all the things they did. Whatever the heck it was they did.

Andor carried in his jaws a dead skunk kit. Black, white, and slightly red all over, it was the surefire sign that he had discovered something cool. He had taken advantage of the season, found a baby animal, murdered it, and was now waltzing about with the terrible, horrific perfume from this skunk kit and all of its siblings.

Did you know that skunk kits develop their spray at birth?

Well, Andor did. Now.
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Raiden didn't know where he was going, but that was half the fun of exploring, wasn't it? His mother seemed to be running around neighboring territories far and wide, and now that he was old enough to take care of himself, it seemed she was less hesitant to let him do the same...within reason. The yearling had enjoyed the freedom of the foothills nearby where he was able to freely run, unlike the jagged edges of his home. Even the thick of whatever woods he had wandered into felt far different from the land he had grown up on.

That inexplicable joy of freedom, however, was cut short by an overly offensive smell. The boy's nose wrinkled almost instantly, wishing to turn away, though it was the sight of another that planted his paws in place. He quickly came to regret that decision. Raiden had never seen or heard of a skunk, so he was left to wonder how the approaching boy could possibly smell so bad. “Hasn't your mother taught you to bathe? A jump in the river even—”

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At the sight of another, Andor promptly dropped his prize, raised his tail and immediately questioned why the other was there. “Hasn't your mother taught you where your lands and ours begins?” he quipped.

He started to regret his words immediately after he said them. He didn't really care about defending areas beside his pack lands even though he had seen adults do that sometimes. His raised tail lowered pretty fast and started to wag, apparently excited to meet someone new. His determined face slowly melted into something plain and pleased.

“Just kidding,” he recovered. Or tried to. “BUT look at this cool stinky thing I found!!” Andor promptly chucked the dead skunk kit at the stranger for sheer fucking fun.
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Raiden couldn't help but tense at the other boy's words. He knew he had left his claim, but had he really stepped on another so carelessly? Sure, he could smell traces of intermingling scents, but this didn't seem like a pack claim. Thankfully, it seemed he had not failed Empyrean's good name just yet. The boy of thunder sighed in relief, choosing to brush the bold claim aside for the meantime...

If not for skirting the topic, then for the horrid thing tossed at his paws.

Immediately, he recoiled, raising a foreleg to rub at his nose and try to wave the putrid scent away. “What in the world is that thing—! It smells worse than death.” His last words were practically spat as Raiden resorted to holding his breath...not that...it really helped. Though now he supposed he owed the other an apology, as clearly the stinky emanated from this sorry excuse of a creature and not him.

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Andor slopped his body forward in a bouncing gesture, apparently excited by the other guy getting bent out of shape over the smell. He could of course, smell it. It was awful. His mouth couldn't taste anything, that was how terrible it was. But, like the porcupine that had come before it, the prince had big ideas and of these ideas, most of them were really bad.

Like this one.

“Your mom smells worse than death!” Andor countered, bowing to the stranger, caution to the wind. He realized he wasn't going to get what he wanted out of this unless he... well, went further.

So he ran up, grabbed the face of the stinky kit, and then jumped at the stranger with its butt pointed at him. “U SHCHRD?” Most of what he said was spit, and honestly the thing was so bad that he dropped it and spat. But the question hung anyway. Damn it, he'd meant to chase the outsider with it, like a terrible brother chasing someone with a spider in their fingers.
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The boy's lip curled as his mother was once again dragged into light. She did not smell, let alone worse than death. “Watch your tongue.” In the back of his mind, he thought what she might have to say had she been here. This was petty, and even he knew it, but he half a mind to take his tongue if he wished to toss it so freely. The words were snarled in a single warning, though before he spoke further, Andor was already shoving the kit's rotten ass in his face.

Raiden recoiled, holding back the urge to gag as he took several steps back. Fortunately, it seemed even the younger boy could not stand the smell long enough to properly taunt him with it. “You need to dispose of that thing. With a smell like that, it will only poison you and your family.” Not to mention the lingering burn in his throat and eyes if this thing stayed here any longer. @Jarilo might know more than him about creatures and the land, but he had taught him enough to know warning signs.

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This thread is old. Reminder to self and others that Andor is 11 months here

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“Poison??!” This was... not okay.

Fun and games aside, this was a serious threat that Andor apparently carried, so said by the stranger yearling. It was certainly stinky, but it was also fresh? So it seemed like it wouldn't make anyone sick. It would be funny, right?

Dropping his prize, he stared at it, as though he was about to interrogate. “Ugh, why?” he said to it. But to the stranger, he looked and mentioned of course, “I just thought it would be funny. Do you really think it's poisonous? What should I do?” He started to paw at his own tongue as the dead skunk kit sat beside him, slumped in a sad pile.
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Despite being a bit bratty previously, he couldn't help but feel a little bad for the boy as he deflated. He had never been much of a prankster, but some of his siblings were. It could be harmless, irritating at best, unless the prank actually brought danger. “I've never seen it before, so I can't say for certain... My mother taught me to trust my nose. Warnings come in many forms, but if something is foul, it's better not to put it in your mouth.” Raiden's mouth twisted as he debated what should be done with the rancid thing. Dispose of it, that was certain, but the boy also reeked, which meant whatever poison was in that thing was already on him. “I'm no medic, but I'd find flowing water to try bathing in. Something leading away from anything you or your family might drink, so you won't contaminate anything. Maybe toss the body somewhere you want to ward things away.”

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