Crumble

Corvus had never been very good at hiding his feelings, even if he was absolutely dreadful at putting those same feelings into words. He should've known his dejected posture, as he slunk along the beach, revealed more about his mood than necessary.. or maybe he just hoped nobody would notice. Either way, he wasn't alone for all that long, which was possibly a blessing for his sour mood. He just hoped nobody had seen the perfectly-timed spray of sand that he sent flying into his face. Ugh.

Wiping idly at his face again with the same paw, he was surprised by the feeling of someone tugging on his tail. Theory, he was pretty sure he knew who it was before she even spoke. "Favorite cousin, you say?" Corvus raised a brow, half-squinting from the sand assault, as he spun around to face her properly. "Careful now, I might tell all the others you said that." Theory was easily his closest family member, and he doubted their close relationship was any secret to the rest of Abaven. "I'm doing... okay," he admitted, his hesitation saying it all, that something was on his mind. "What about you? Pretty good summer so far, huh?" The weather had been beyond pleasant, and things were calm; he was truly grateful for that, above all else.