This wolf is actively pupsitting - his energy regeneration is paused. This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
"Not fair!" Padraig called out as his puppy in crime, Niall, ran off with the bone Padraig had been enjoying. He could only chase so far as Niall laughed and whirled around, playfulness dancing in his eyes.
"Aren't you going to take it back?" Niall cried out, dropping the toy from his mouth. Padraig pouted, hardly taking a step more. Niall was bigger, even though he was a month younger than the boy he had robbed the bone from. The gray tinted pup was Padraig's best friend but Padraig was a jealous whelp. Niall always got attention for his looks, his charms... even the old maids of the clan enjoyed Niall's sweet compliments. Perhaps the most upsetting was that Niall carried a proper title of a highborn wolf- the name of his father. Níall á Alástor, or Niall, son of Alastor, as he was known. Padraig was just called Padraig, as his father hadn't claimed him.
But Padraig was not without his own reputation. When his sister Saera was off exploring and couldn't come to Padraig's aid, the petulant boy would run straight back into the waiting furs of his mother, Trathnona. The actions earned him his infamous nickname, "mommy's boy".
Pupsitter 
Pupsitter