eeny meeny miney moe

Aureus' death had rocked Aerie to their core, and his grief atop his own obsessive search for a cure to his blindness had distracted him from his pack's needs, his family's needs, and it was well past time for him to do better by those he loved and was responsible for. So today, though he ached all over and his head hurt like it had since that day, he set out to right some wrongs. He still walked carefully, for his sight wasn't fully returned just yet, though his progress was so steady that he had no doubts of his full return to vision, and he had didn't even try to make the relatively short leap to the top of the meeting-rock, in part because this wasn't going to be an official meeting and he wanted to keep it casual. Lifting his muzzle, he called out for Danta and Deus, now yearlings who were well past when he should have offered them the chance to choose a Path. He hadn't done well by his brother's children these last months, and he regretted that more than he'd ever be able to express. He would need to do better.