Come on and say it.

[Arkham Lykoi]

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All of them were probably supposed to share a bedroom, but his brother seemed pretty deadset on being as independent as possible and either slept back at the den or somewhere else entirely and he hadn't seen either of his sisters in quite a while now (well, Eris had been gone longer than Rachias, but still). And so he had had the big huge bed all to himself. It was amazingly comfortable and soft and warm and he never really thought he'd leave it so willingly, especially not on a cold winter morning, but the though the footsteps in the hall had been soft, they had stirred him all the same.



He wasn't sure what exactly had lured him out into the chilling sunrise, but children were more perceptive than most people gave them credit for, and certainly more than they themselves realized. Faolin was upset. And it bothered him because he knew she and his eldest brother both worked hard to take care of his litter, especially now that their mother was gone. She was practically family, right? And unlike Andre, Arkham felt rather inclined to care about his family members. He knew what it was like to be lonely too.



So the growing grey pup had followed her out of the house and to the borders. Padding up softly up to her, the hybrid child sat down next to her quietly. Mornin', Faolin, he said, looking up at her expectantly. 'Chu doin' up so early?

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