Summer, his favorite season it had to be. It was one of those few months where he didn't feel like he was so drained. The weak boy could actually move about a lot more than usual, instead of being out of breath from a quick run he would be able to keep a steady pace. No matter the herb, no matter the treatment, his body was not getting any stronger. Without Holly, he had to rely on Amalia who he hadn't seen in some time. However he did remember some herbs on his own to take care of himself, after all his big brother seemed to be busy and he hadn't seen Epinone except in the den that they shared. Razor's tail flicked as he relaxed in the mongrove, his black tail curling around his haunches as he enjoyed the heat of the sun warming his small body. Not as small as his aunt, but he was a bit small for a male of his family - and he just looked sickly.
He smiled, which was a rare sight on its own. Considering he stayed rather straight faced or curious for a majority of himself in front of others. If he were a cat he probably would be enjoying this more, but he was still canine. Tail tip twitching, perhaps he should have been exploring more lands. Still needing to find someone to teach him about the stars, he also spent most of his time thinking and praying to the heavens. He knew they wouldn't answer him but it was his peace of mind that he needed.
