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It was strange in a way, how easily he found himself smiling at Rachias's enthusiasum. For most others, the indifference of his youth (well, he was still young, but growing up fast) remained steadfast. He was not particularly interested in the drama of people -- their joys and their woes did not have very profound an effect on him. For his family, he nurtured stronger feelings, but he rarely smiled around his elder siblings and even Faolin and his new nieces and nephews. It wasn't so much that he thought about keeping a straight face though; he was just that way. Or maybe it was just that most of the people around him were also quite mellow and it was only his sister's off-the-wall energy that drew the grin from him.



There was a nervousness to Rachias's voice though and Arkham perked his ears at her. What'd you need to talk about? He was careful not to jump to conclusions, though worry was already there in the back of his mind. His littermate didn't look hurt physically, but he was sure that harm could be done without leaving any obvious marks. The world was more complicated than that. How are you? The coyote boy sat down and waited patiently for an answer.
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