free at last

It was an interesting thought, that perhaps the mushroom had stopped glowing because it had been killed. Acacius glanced down at the remains with the ghost of a frown upon his face, lifting a paw and poking the broken mushroom cap lightly with a claw. Would this count as his first kill now? Acacius was so distracted by the thought that when his brother spoke once more, he'd almost forgotten the blind boy was there. "Oh, uh." Raven wanted an intact one that glowed to test the hypothesis on and Acacius reluctantly peeled away from the ones he'd destroyed. Coming up on another glowing cluster, he lifted his paw to point to it before remembering that the gesture would be lost on Raven. "Over here, these ones." He called out. "Follow my voice, brother."