shiny new toy

Crux was feeling pretty lost honestly, the turning of the season bringing his first year of life to a close didn't feel much different than usual. He was still trying to settle what he wanted to do, he'd been consumed by a desire to get better at healing so that he could help everyone and keep what had happened to his mother from happening to anyone else. It wasn't healthy, he understood that to some degree but it was already an obsession. But that didn't really settle what it was he really wanted. And his blooming insecurity around this was exacerbated by his brother's call. Still, Crux would always stand behind his siblings, they were the underdogs of their family, the cursed litter, they'd been born fighting.

He moved as fast as he could, surprised to find he was the first to respond to his brother. He moved towards him, aiming to bump Stratum with his shoulder. "Give them hell." He said softly, a message for his brother and his brother only. He knew his brother had been working hard and he wanted his support to be obvious. Then he moved off to settle himself behind his brother, Riya settling in beside him and tucking her legs under herself, eyes nearly fully closed as she waited.


"Speech!"

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