“It’s my room," roared Daydallas “Get out!”
“It’s not only your room!” Madoc shot back glaring at his brother.
“So what it’s our room but I don’t want you just barging in here like you own it.” Daydallas’ eyes flared as he spoke.
“And you do?” Madoc asked sarcastically propping his hands on his hips.
“No but I’m older then you. This was my room before it was yours.” Daydallas said taking a firm stand.
“Sure sure” Madoc muttered shaking his head.
“Get out!” Daydallas growled, claws already flexing.
“Fine then,” Madoc spat back. “I’m going for a fly. You got a problem with that?” Madoc strode over to the window and opened it. Turning back around he raised an eye brow. “Keep an ear out for anything. I’m off duty watch out for the rest of the Morphers for awhile.” The snarkiness in his voice clear.
“Fine then...” Daydallas said heading over to his bead and flopping back on it. Finally muttering to now one while running his hand though his orange and black tiger striped hair “Don’t get yourself in trouble. We are brothers, and I do care about you.” Sighing and thinking of just how long it had been since they could be themselves Daydallas hoped they would soon find whoever or whatever their group of friends has sensed.
Madoc lets slip "He wants to be like that, I'll leave for a while. Leave all the keeping an eye out up to him for a while. By now he was flying over the trees. If he hadn't know where the clearing was he would have missed where to land. Heading to ward the cave at the far end he sighed and started to loosening up as his favorite place in town started to calm him down. his now slumped shouldes getting mixed in with the black parts of his hoodie and the darkness of the cave.
Back at the Thorbert home Daydallas comes down the steps and tells his mother he is going for a run. Looking up from sewing she asks "Now is this going to be a walk or a run where you end up at Tommie's place?" Already knowing that with the yelling match she herd not long ago Dal was still fuming. "Just so I know where to look if need be."
Already by the door "I dunno." he shrugs his hand catches the knob and opens it. Once though the door he gives a heavy sigh, catches the door with his foot to close it. Before its completely closed there stands a Siberian tiger on the doorstep. With in seconds the tiger takes off running toward Tommie's.