I know it's hard sometimes

Crucible was glad to hear that his brother was getting to slow down a bit now. He knew that he couldn't be the only one feeling the affects of their age and he'd hate to see Creed work himself to death. His brows lifted a bit with curiosity when Creed mentioned that he had some good news, which was immediately followed with his green eyes going wide from shock. An uncle?! "You're kiddin'!" he exclaimed, ignoring his raspy voice for the time being. His tail brushed against the ground behind him and and he gave Creed a pleased grin. "Well! That's a surprise! When'd all that happen?" How long had his sickness had him out for? It was hard to tell any real sense of time when he was hidden away in a den for days at a time, but he was sure he hadn't been ill for that long. When did his brother find himself a little lady?! Just how out of it all had he been all this time?

"SPEAK"