Fashionably Late

Alfie grinned as Lionel agreed, his tail wiggling in the air. “Well to start I think we should head to the hot springs. We’re going to stay in the borders though... I promised dad.” The boy shifted a bit guilty. Though he longed to find something neat to show their father he knew that his little adventure out of the lands had worried not only his father but his littermates too. Alfred gave a firm nod though, turning in the direction of the hot springs. Perhaps they’d find something within the mangrove on their way over?

“H-Hey Lionel...?” Alfred’s voice had grown quieter as he paused again, glancing towards his brother. “You’re not mad at me, right?” Alfie tilted his head to the side. “...I’m sorry you know... That I couldn’t find mom.” The apology came out before he’d really thought it through and the boy shifted his gaze away guilty. Were any of his siblings mad at him for leaving like he did?

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