Landslide [Allantide boys]

Wandering through the orchard, Amos reflected on how the trees had seemed so mach taller and bigger when he was small. They were still both of those things, but as he aged the impressiveness of them seemed to wear away until his appreciation for their superior size was simply a dull impression of a feeling at the back of his mind, no longer worth giving much notice to. Sighing, the boy wandered through familiar paths at an easy walk, in no rush to be anywhere as the chilly breezes that heralded the first breaths of winter nipped at his nose. His breath was visible as he strolled along, and that breath caught in his throat momentarily at the sound of his fathers call. What was this?

Making his way over on the now long legs reminiscent of his mother's, Amos pondered what this could be about. Nothing in particular came to mind right off the bat, so he decided to simply wait and see when he arrived. It didn't take long, since he'd been wandering so close by. The boy made short work of the walk to where his father stood, trotting swiftly through paths he knew better than he knew himself at this point. When he finally caught sight of Ruthgar, Amos eyed the older man quizzically, clearly unable to decide what to make of this strange sight. He'd expected to see his dad, but he couldn't have predicted what the man stood next to - several interestingly fashioned cages that appeared to have animals of some sort in them. Or at least he assumed thats what was in there, since he couldn't imagine any other reason for them to be making noises at him.

"Whatchya got there, da?" the yearling asked, brow quirked and a lopsided grin overtaking his features.