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The pups were on their own..at least for a little bit. Jane had dumped them off on John, who had dumped them on Colt the moment his mate was out of sight. And Colt, being a young adult Tala, simply wasn't in the mood to deal with her younger siblings and had left them to fend for herself while she went off to do her own things.

Miles was fine with this. Really, he was. Once everyone had settled into their own routine he had snuck into the taller grass to keep an eye on one of his siblings. Ah Renegade...for some reason he felt the need to continuously watch her and make sure she didn't get into any trouble. And boy oh boy if she -did- well...he'd just have to bring her to justice! Or...well as close to justice as any member of the Smith family got. Crawling through the grass, the only visible part of the pup was his dark colored tail moving above the grass. Apparently the complete idea of stealth hadn't reached him juuuust yet.

Gant, well, Gant was a different story. Despite the sudden lack of parental and filial guidance, the great big circle of wet at the rear of the house still remained beyond his ability to reach. So he'd simply circled back the way he'd came, stomping along loudly. There was something to be said for stealth, and something more to be said for charging in, proverbial guns blazing.

The beetle fluttered its wings as the wet nose pressed against its back. Intrigued, the young pup began pawing at the little thing, not noticing either of her brothers. One quick swipe turned the bug over and set its legs to flailing as it struggled to right itself.

This just wouldn't do! His sister was picking on that poor bug, and Miles was sure that in some places this would be some kind of punishable act! ..Even if bugs were sometimes fun to play with.

With only a tiny growl to announce his intent, Miles quickly leapt out of the grass and aimed to tackle his sister. He simply HAD to save the bug and teach her a lesson!

There was a whoomph as Gant crashed to the ground as his target went after its' own target. Blinking, he now realized he had two targets to pick from- and that he knew both of them.

"You're not s'posed to hit girls," he hollered at Miles, bouncing in agitation. "Especially not girls who are my sister!" It seemed he'd forgotten that would make Renegade Miles' sister too. Who needed to let logic get in the way of a good argument? Quit picking on my sister was certainly a classic excuse for a quick tumble and Gant was happy to oblige. He pounced towards his siblings, intent on turning the encounter into a puppy pile.

Renegade squirmed out from beneath the pair. Settling back on her haunches, she laughed at Miles. Served him right for being so stuck up about everything! "And YOU let my bug get away!"

"No! Pounces can be playful but hitting is done to hurt someone. Pouncing is not like hitting, so there!" At the mention of being owned Miles simply gave Gant a rather cold glare. If only looks could kill...

Grumbling, the pup pulled himself back to his paws. Unlike his siblings he stayed standing...somehow he felt superior if he did that. "It's a good thing that bug got away. If -you- didn't squish it I'm sure -he- would." His brother would probably squish it just to annoy him.

"Hitting can be playful too," Gant groused. Lovetaps, they were called. He'd watch his mother and father use many many lovetaps on each other. So stuffy-pants didn't know everything like he though he did.

"It was an accident!" He really did feel bad about squishing the nice lady bug, but it really wasn't his fault they were so, well, squishable. He was in full on sulk mode now, laying on the grass, head neatly topped on his forepaws. "Really was," he muttered with a pout, not bothering to rag on Miles for his cute nickname.