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*Lark* · 09-15-2015, 06:53 AM

Lark was usually content to not look others in the face all the time, but he found himself staring at Starling now. It was strange that he had gone away; that he had grown up a bit without him. Though he hadn't changed much outwardly - he still looked the same, just a bit older and bigger, and he still had the nervous stutter that he had always known - he wondered if it was possible that he hadn't changed on the inside, even if just a bit. He smiled a bit, though the expression faltered when Starling admitted he wasn't staying here, just visiting until the end of summer.

"But... why?" he asked firmly, not understanding what could make Starling want to leave. Now that they were together again, what else did the world have that was better than this? "Couldn't you just, like, train with Motif here? Or have dad find someone to come here to teach you?" Lark's brows would furrow in general frustration. Why had they left in the first place, and why on earth would he want to leave them for another full season? It simply didn't make sense to him and he felt himself sighing as he let his head fall to rest on his paws.

Had he been working hard? "No. I skipped the last training session," he said quietly. Lark had the ambition to work hard, but things had been so weird without most of his family gone and he hadn't wanted to participate in Allen's training. "I want to train with dad. Not Allen."

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