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Chafuka was growing quite accustomed to being away from family life. There was such freedom out here, and he was overshadowed by no one. It was such a perfect way to spend his days. Well, almost perfect. There was no one here currently who could appreciate his specialness. Was there no life in this area? No one who could be taught how simply fabulous he was? It was somewhat depressing, and slightly tarnished his view on how wonderful life on his own was. After all.. it wasn't so appealing to be wandering alone in what suddenly seemed like a barren wilderness, wasting his most valuable time doing absolutely nothing.

But then he caught sight of a sparkle of water, and then heard Lolovivi laughing in such a way, and his mood picked up a bit. Someone who could be shown the light! Even if this certain individual didn't sound all that appealing, vocally at least. Perhaps he could just get her to be quiet, while he did all the talking?

He didn't rush as he moved toward the other pup, but his speed increased slightly. He never rushed for anyone. He was too important. But getting others to notice how wonderful he was was also important, and so he balanced the two. He drew close enough to Lovi just in time to hear her speak, and his pale, almost translucent eyes flicked upwards to the mass of birds winging their way to safety. He had to wonder what she'd done to frighten them. Perhaps that garish shrieking sound she'd been making before? He couldn't blame them. It had been rather awful.

"It looks like you did," he said in his typically calm and clear voice, speaking as precisely as possible. One must not slur one's words when one is the epitome of perfection.

Well, at least her voice was easier on his delicate ears than her laugh. He just had to avoid saying anything funny, and all would be well. Of course, that was easier said than done, because someone as wonderful as he was obviously full of marvellous jokes and witty anecdotes. He came closer to Lolovivi, looking down at his necklace as she spoke.

"Of course you do," he said in reply, apparently believing she couldn't not like it. "I made it," he continued on, as though that explained everything. And to him, it did. If he made it, it was undoubtedly going to be a perfect piece of jewellery, even if it wasn't all that, say... creative. But he chose not to notice that it was of an almost painfully simple design.

Gaining praise, the pup puffed up a little bit. Perhaps this female wasn't such a lost cause after all, if she could already see that his jewellery-making abilities were rather good. Especially if she hadn't a clue how to do it herself. It just helped enforce Chafuka's sense of complete and utter superiority. "Yes, well, it's not something just any pup could do." And by that, he meant only he could.

He blinked his pale eyes at her name. Wasn't that a mouthful? And such a lot of unnecessary repetition of syllables. In fact, there were only two of them in the whole name. He decided then and there that he just didn't like it, but managed to keep such an opinion to himself. "Vi. That's what you'll be." It was more appealing than 'Lo', and because of the purple on her, it would be much easier for him to remember. He just hoped she didn't try to shorten his name at any point, after he chose to give it to her. He really hated that.

As he studied her expression, Chafuka found himself starting to warm up to Lolovivi. Her attention seemed to be fixed on him almost raptly, and that was the sort of thing he thrived on. The few times he'd gotten such attention from either parent, it had lasted only a few moments before one or another of his THOUSAND siblings (slight exaggeration, but he always thought of them irritably) would steal it away by doing something completely and utterly stupid, as was their nature. He was so glad he was away from all that.

Ather question, though, his paw rose off the ground to lightly touch the beads of his necklace, his chest puffing up proudly as he replied, "I taught myself, of course." No one would ever be able to make jewellery as well as he could, of course, so it wasn't a thing that could be taught. In his opinion, at least.

"Well..." he murmured. "Vi makes sense. Vi is short for violet, and you have some of that on you. It's easy to remember." And he firmly believed that was very intelligent of him to think of, even though pretty much anyone could have done it.

The pup raised an eyebrow as Lolovivi began to circle him, his head twisting around to track her progress, trying to fathom just what she was up to, but having little luck with it in the end. He just couldn't think up a reasonable reason why. Well, other than to admire him from every angle, of course, but the look in Vivi's eyes just wasn't an admiring one. He couldn't put his paw on what it was, but it certainly wasn't what he would like to see when she looked at him.

But both his eyebrows climbed up his forehead as she asked to be taught how to make jewellery like his, momentarily surprised (couldn't she see his necklace was obviously made by someone born with the skills?), recovering with a smug smile. "Of course I can't," he said in a superior tone, puffing himself up a bit. "I have a natural talent for making jewellery. It can't be taught."

When Lovi dared, however, to decide his nickname for her as second best to someone else, his eyebrows plummeted to furrow moodily above his pale eyes. "Second?" he demanded in consternation. "Whatever you think was the best, you're wrong! Mine is always the best!" Oh, dear. The petulance his parents had had to deal with on a daily basis had been unleashed, and would not dissipate until he was reassured he was, indeed, the beck nickname-giver there ever was.

Stubbornly, the little pup snorted at her. "It's not silly." How could she possibly think that his natural talents could be passed on to those not as fantastic as himself? Clearly, she needed to be educated in how the world worked. It was just so obvious that he would be able to do things others simply couldn't match. "It's natural. I was born being this good; I can't teach you that. Don't be foolish." He eyed her carefully. "Maybe you could learn to make something mediocre, but that's about it." He could be so mean when his specialness was challenged.

His eyes widened as Lovi had the audacity to actually touch him. That was not allowed unless he gave permission! Annoyed, he poked her right back, though he did it on the forehead. He didn't want to get her nose germs on him. "I am! I always have been! I am Chafuka, and I am always the best!" He stared at her through narrowed eyes. "You should just be grateful someone so wonderful is even talking to you."

The pale pup snorted derisively at the mention of family. He didn't really have a high opinion of all that. Not after he'd been mistreated so terribly by them all. Even his own siblings had been terrible and ignored him. They had been too interested in looking at rocks as though they were actually worth looking at and doing everything they possibly could to look like fools. As though any of that came close to being as important as the things he chose to do with his day. Vivi's stupid remark wasn't even worth a comment from him, and so the white pup turned his head away from her in disinterest.

Then he gave her a nasty glare out the corner of his eye, sneering. "That's none of your business," he said haughtily, turning even further away from her and flicking his tail in distaste. He really, really didn't want to talk about his family. He didn't even wanted to be reminded that they were related to him at this point in his self-important, over-inflated life.