Little Quiet One

The calm early spring day was still fairly chilly in the northern territories of Boreas, but it was more temperate than the winter had been, and almost all of the snow had melted by now, washed away by the ceaseless torrential rains the warmer season brought with it. Saracyn didn't mind of course; he quite enjoyed the storms and rains. Which was more than he could say for his littlest sibling. Did he hate Fiametta? No, of course not. He didn't really know how to feel about the newest addition to the Mendacium family. She just... sort of existed now. Maybe it was because he was still a yearling and the familial importance of reproducing often and frequently hadn't really sunken in yet, but he didn't get why his parents felt the need to have even more kids. They already had their perfect heir with Avacyn and their backup in him, so why have more pups? All in all, Sara wasn't really jealous or bitter of the little girl, he just didn't understand her. Perhaps that was why he found it easier to just ignore her, override his feelings, and go on pretending she just wasn't there.

Today was a clear day with a pleasant wind coming from the sea, a perfect day to practice with his raptors, so Saracyn headed down to their usual spot by Alias lake. With Vindr and Veior perched on his back, the giant red teen made his way through the pine forests towards the lake—only to find a familiar little puffball of red fur sitting down by the water. Sara blinked in surprise, not really sure why he was so shocked by his little sister's presence here; it wasn't like she didn't roam the island, after all. It did however mean he'd have some unexpected company if he was going to stay down here. He frowned, briefly considering going off to find somewhere else to train his birds... but something in him wouldn't let him. He glanced back to Fia sitting on the rocky shore, all on her own, and he felt... not quite empathy, but something akin to it. She liked to be alone, just like he did. Avacyn was his only exception. It would have been easy to just turn and leave her there, but what if something happened to her? He didn't care much for her, but that didn't mean he wanted anything bad to happen to her. Plus then he'd be responsible as the last one to see her.

Breathing an exasperated sigh, Saracyn trudged his way down to the lake, crunching some fallen branches and pine needs as he went. "You planning on going swimming?" he asked her as he came up to her side, taking a seat beside his little sister as Vindr and Veior took to the skies to stretch their wings. "Do you even know how to swim yet?" Alastor had taught him and Avacyn when they were pups, but was Fia still too young to learn? He didn't exactly keep tabs on what his parents did with his other sibling.

"Saracyn Mendacium"