HIDE-AND-SEEK
Zwei
Zwei loved all his people. He was aware that Race-Winner and Little-Fire were technically the only ones that were his, but he had magnanimously adopted the other two since his people were sharing their den with them. He didn't mind sharing with them. He couldn't be with Race-Winner and Little-Fire all the time, but his other people seemed to keep a pretty good eye on them when he wasn't around.
He dubbed the one that had immediately taken to him Scratch-Giver because she had quickly become the one he could count on to scratch his ears no matter what. Even his official people weren't that dependable. They just didn't apply themselves with the same devotion. It was a shame really; they'd had more chance to see what a wonderful dog he was. At least their new den-mate saw how great he really was.
As much as he liked Scratch-Giver and wholeheartedly approved of her appreciation, he had been immediately entranced by the other person his humans shared their den with. He had decided to call her Quiet-Scent because she was so quiet and her scent was so interesting. As soon as he'd caught a whiff of her scent, he'd wanted to get closer.
There was something different about her scent, something more than the difference between most people's scents. Her scent was mostly ink and paper, citrus shampoo, and clean linen; but there was also something more. It reminded him of cats, but Quiet-Scent certainly wasn't a cat. That would be ridiculous.
He had wanted to get to know Quiet-Scent as soon as he'd met her; but she was exceptionally hard to sneak up on. Most people were practically deaf. He could make as much noise as he wanted, and they still wouldn't hear him coming. This one was different, though. She could hear almost as well as he did, so he had to be very quiet when trying to find her. When he wasn't careful and she heard him coming, she would hide; and she was good at hiding.
Zwei was always up for a good game of hide-and-seek, but he couldn't even track her by the noise she made. Little-Fire and Race-Winner were really loud; he could usually hear them from rooms away. Even Scratch-Giver, who was quieter, was easy to keep track of; her shoes tended to make more noise than other people's. Quiet-Scent moved like a ghost, though.
The only way Zwei could keep track of her was by her scent, and he tracked her by it as much as he could. She was the best hide-and-seek partner he'd ever had, including that pesky squirrel that had lived in the eaves of the porch back in Patch. For all her sneaking around, though, he had finally caught up to her in their den. He was just about to spring on her bed and settle down for a nap (He'd been tracking her most of the day.) when Little-Fire marched in and flopped face-first onto Quiet-Scent's bed with a dramatic huff.
Yipping with annoyance, Zwei launched himself onto her back and immediately burrowed into her hair to lick at the back of her neck where he knew she was ticklish. Her limbs flailed randomly for a moment before she pushed herself over onto her back, tipping him off. He leapt back on top of her, and a full-scale wrestling match erupted.
Oh, well. He'd catch Quiet-Scent one of these days.
AN: Ever since the first couple of episodes of RWBY Chibi, I've fallen in love with the idea that Zwei took an immediate liking to Blake and has been following her around because he wants to hang out with her.
In case you're still wondering about the names, Race-Winner is Ruby; Little-Fire is Yang; Scratch-Giver is Weiss; and Quiet-Scent is Blake.