The little things
01-05-2016, 06:50 AM
Razor would look to the more shy way of things. However he wasn't hiding too much, Riv could see the tired boy was simply leaning into him for support. Many could have an opinion on a weak brother such as his. Survival tended to favor the stronger type and with Razor's weak body he still tried. So perhaps it was his will that called to the world. Along with his knowledge of things other then, hunting, healing and fighting. Something that the majority of them just couldn't understand. He shook his head free of the thoughts as he turned back to Xephyris.
"We were just training, Razor doesn't have the most fit of bodies so it takes a bit of exercise to keep him going. Though he might just be smarter then the two of us combined." he joked slightly bumping his smaller brother. Social interaction may not have come as naturally as it did to him. However if it meant anything at all. If Rivaxorus had a pack of his own, no brother of his would be locking himself away in a den feeling useless. |
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