Forsyt and Puppy Milen

The puppy cocked his head and looked up at Foryst silently. He didn't know what the male was talking about-since when was bathing an ordeal? He didn't want to end up disgusting like some of the other dogs he had seen in his lifetime, and he trusted Foryst to bathe him well. Standing carefully on the male's chest, the puppy whimpered and nudged his chin, his tail starting to wag.

The puppy leaned up against him, letting out a faint sigh and stretching faintly, yawning. Someone was getting tired.

Milen curled up on top of his pillow, sighing faintly and yawning, looking up at him sleepily, wondering if Foryst was going to join him.

(...Foryst is already lying down...)
The brunette smiled faintly, reaching out and lightly petting the pup's fur, watching him quietly. "Go to sleep," he chuckled softly. "I'll be here when you wake up again."

The puppy sighed and closed his eyes, curling up on his chest and resting his chin on his paws, slowly falling asleep.

Foryst smiled, putting his arms around him and lightly petting his fur, watching him sleep for a while. He sighed and rested his head back against the pillows, staring up at the ceiling. The first few months were going to be rough; he knew that from experience, but he also knew he could handle it. He smiled faintly, thankful his species didn't follow the rules of the Marian race.

He heard Mixhou laughing downstairs; the young male seemed to be having a great time.

The brunette smiled faintly, listening to the activities going on below as he closed his eyes. He continued stroking the puppy's fur until he drifted to sleep, his hand lightly resting against Milen's small body.

Mixhou gasped and ran from Aric, looking back and laughing. He had sprayed the male all over with water from doing the dishes, and so now he was looking for a safe place to go.

Aric, his shirt and much of his upper half splattered with water, ran after Mixhou, giving him little time to find a place to hide. After chasing him around a bit, he caught up with him and pulled him close to him, lifting him off the ground. "I oughta get revenge on you," he laughed.

Mixhou gasped. "But you love me, and you would never do that, right?!" he cried out,looking up at him.

Aric laughed and kissed his cheek. "Of course I love you, but I can still get revenge on you," he said playfully. "You'll just have to wait and see how I'll back at you."

Mixhou's pale brown eyes widened and he sat up. "What?" he asked. "What do you mean? How are you going to get revenge on me?"

Aric laughed. "Relax, Mixhou," he chuckled and hugged him. "I'm not going to hurt you or anything."

Mixhou gasped softly. "No!" he cried out, his face splitting into a grin. "I'd rather know now! Just sitting there waiting for you to get revenge on me is torture!!"