Princeling

The concept of actual ghosts was... scary and exciting to the boy. He listened with full attention to his mother, mouth open. "Ghosts are real?" He wiggled a bit, having hoped Kali could visit her mother after all. Recluse gently gave him a smooch, then again. The boy's face scrunched, fighting the urge to groan or admit he liked kisses from his family. In the end, he stuck his tongue out, tail wagging "yeah, yeah I wanna try! It'll make her happy, knowing someone was talking to her!" And maybe it'd help Recluse out too?

He followed diligently after her, hopping along on too-short legs. "What did Kali like to do?" There was no way of knowing now whether Imp could have gotten along or not, but he wanted to believe one not-full-blood sister would like him. Widow didn't seem to care about him at all "oh, I'll pick a flower... right? Girls like flowers?" He darted in front of Recluse suddenly, keeping in her sight still and approaching a marigold flower. He looked back at his mother with a questioning frown "does Mama like flowers?" he also asked.

"he speaks"